The PrayerA Poem by Rosauro BrillantesInspired by Kid Cudi
"My heart thump not from being nervous
Sometimes I'm thinkin God made me special here on purpose So all the while, 'til I'm gone, make my words important So if I slip away, if I die today" The last thing you won't remember won't be some criminal charges Or a general without his sergeants And on those nights that I pray - may it be the first or the third My inner demon will disperse with just my words With every ten "Hail Mary's" that I recite Cleanse me from all my sins despite All my actions commited with all my might Just know that I am only human Maybe one day, when I take a sip of water and let it touch my lips It'll turn to wine from the Holy Spirit or Divine Until then I'll walk in this valley of shadow and death And continue on with every step and breath And on the day I finally rest in peace I pray I find inner peace to say the least But until I finally meet Him face-to-face I'll grind day-to-day until on earth I find my rightful place © 2009 Rosauro Brillantes |
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1 Review Added on April 15, 2009 Last Updated on April 15, 2009 AuthorRosauro BrillantesGuelph, CanadaAboutEmbarking on a journey to search for something or someone special. more..Writing
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