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05/16/2007 @ 6:26pm
By:
diddy2288

Life is Hell so we pray,
We carry our crosses and try to survive someway.
I try to live the good life,
But truth is,
I never understood life.
How can all these assholes get away with what they do,
And the good have many storms to go through?
I work so hard and I'm tired,
It makes me crazy,
I've never been a fan of the rich and lazy.
Or people with two faces,
You know the type,
Different personalities in different places.
I ask why our society keeps the intercity poor,
And why the wrong people seem to have more.
So I wonder about eternity,
Small problems are no concern to me.
But there's so many problems in the world today,
I wonder what would happen if the world would end today?

We pray,
Lord Jesus please come soon,
I hope he's kind to me,
I hope he's kind to you.
What will you do when he comes?
Live life cause there's only one.

Arrogant armies of idiots,
Think they run the world by killing whoever they want.
It's hard to miss it when its right in your front.
Some think they can actually justify genocide,
Some fall under the weight and die of suicide.
Mothers cry as their babies die,
And all we have is the politicians' lies.
So I sigh as I dry my eyes,
Dust my knees from my fall,
Barely here but I can hear the call.
Telling me to give my cross to Him,
And to survive in this world no matter how despicable or grim.
So like the rest of the world I wait for Armageddon,
And pray that the pain will lessen.
When He'll walk the world again we'll never know,
But its getting harder by the minute to see whose friend or foe.
Life always pushes but we push back,
I would change but this is how I act.

We pray,
Lord Jesus please come soon,
I hope he's kind to me,
I hope he's kind to you.
What will you do when he comes?
Live life cause there's only one.

I pray that he comes soon,
So I could tell him what I've been through.
I stand a product of crack in the eighties,
Mothers smoking while their pregnant with babies,
So much to deal with lately,
I forgot about living life saintly.
Forgot why I'm here,
Anger is the sister of fear,
And for a moment my mind is clear,
I see through the person in the mirror,
I understand where I am and where I should be,
I often dream about what my life could be.
If things would have went a different way,
I wonder if I would be the man I am today?
What if they used a different option,
And didn't put me through foster care or adoption?
I probably wouldn't have lasted this long,
I could easily see myself doing less right than wrong.
Things can easily get distorted,
But just imagine if I would have been aborted,
I wouldn't have meant anything to anyone,
Just discarded instead of being born a son.
And yet people make these choices everyday,
Life is fucked up in the world today.

We pray,
Lord Jesus please come soon,
I hope he's kind to me,
I hope he's kind to you.
What will you do when he comes?
Live life cause there's only one.


 
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