life is not an act in a playA Poem by MBUYISALife is not an act in a play I am not a polite person who lives in poems I am blessed and cursed by my time Perhaps, a curse of my making And a blessings, that I am faking There is no worse death than end of hope What tomorrow brings, I do not know Life is hard, nothing like a television show Or an act in a play written many years ago I live for the purpose not mine Robbed of a choice to decide my fate By the master of hate and his kingdom that await Made me sin and die by his tormenting spell I’ll be committed to a lifetime in hell Only you Lord Jesus can save me from this curse Here I kneel and confess. © 2014 MBUYISAAuthor's Note
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