Okay. Now I'm back...Again
Man. Wiping out and restoring computers isn't at all good on the nerves. But I am back...for the nth time. Either way, the good thing is that while I was getting my stuff together, I didn't have access to the internet. Now some would ask, "Why would that be a good thing?" It's like this. I get on the computer, load messenger, or a chat room and I am focused on that. So my writing will be put aside to answer questions and gossip. But since I didn't have internet connection, I was able to write. I am one chapter away from finishing my novel. And I wrote one of the final poems for the novel. And here it is
Dear God,
Pardon me for my sins
Alots going on and...
I don't know where to begin
I know for the answers I must come to you
I need your helping hand to guide me through
Life's throwing me curve balls and I'm striking out
I need your added strength to keep me from lashing out
You know my tribulations and you know my trials
I'm turning this over to you, let you handle it for a while
I don't come to you often, so you know I'm in need
But I have faith in you, true faith indeed
Faith that you'll help me with the utmost finesse and care
Question you? No. I wouldn't dare.
I'm a product of your creation...a miniscule entity in your giant nation
Watch over me Lord and show me the way.
We'll talk again soon, for tomorrow is another day
But I'm signing off and I'll wait for your sign
Telling me that everything is handled and I am free to live my life...by design.
Dear God,
Pardon me for my sins
Alots going on and...
I don't know where to begin
I know for the answers I must come to you
I need your helping hand to guide me through
Life's throwing me curve balls and I'm striking out
I need your added strength to keep me from lashing out
You know my tribulations and you know my trials
I'm turning this over to you, let you handle it for a while
I don't come to you often, so you know I'm in need
But I have faith in you, true faith indeed
Faith that you'll help me with the utmost finesse and care
Question you? No. I wouldn't dare.
I'm a product of your creation...a miniscule entity in your giant nation
Watch over me Lord and show me the way.
We'll talk again soon, for tomorrow is another day
But I'm signing off and I'll wait for your sign
Telling me that everything is handled and I am free to live my life...by design.
1 Comments:
I have told you once, and will tell you again...it is truly an honor being your friend.
Not because when the book hits...you will be making some dividends...but because you are DA BOMB with paper and pen!!!!!!
LOL!! Keep writing sistah girl keeeep wriiiting!! You have it...and I am proud to know you!!!
ONE LOVE!!
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