Being Homeless Crying Begging
Singing Losing Humble me.
But you don't see the pain I feel
Growing hurting shirking me
This ache within telling us
"Worthless piece of scum
You're never going anywhere
You'll always be a bum
A drunk, a cheat, a lie a thief
Marked upon your grave
This harmful path you have led
Is ready to be pave"
But tell you this of hope I found
Calling you to come
Leave behind this darkened door
And turn from where you're from
A loving Savior waiting there
Speaking out your name
Leave behind your heavy cross
In Him you find your fame
Thursday, May 20, 2010
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Awesome poem Kelly! =D
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