I'm Small, I'm God, I'm Words

I'm Small, I'm God, I'm Words

A Poem by ((Teenage_Poet_Loser))
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I'm small, I'm useless,
you put these words into my head
and now, I don't know how to get them out.
From the start when I saw your face
I knew that this was going to happen.
"God why did this come over my path,
why did I see this face of utter hate,
O God, the aftermath,
what suffers will you have for my faith."
Again with this rhyme,
it needs to stop.
"God, what happened to me,"
I fall to my knees as I pray to you,
"These are my only words, o God,
hear them, but also help them.
For I am only a young boy,
sent into a world without sympathy.
A world where people die over greed, hate, guilt.
I'm only a small child, a mere boy,
armed with words, armed with knowledge.
God, do you hear me?"

© 2011 ((Teenage_Poet_Loser))


Author's Note

((Teenage_Poet_Loser))
I closed my eyes, not really, and started to write, and didn't stop... So this is from the heart and the hand, not the mind :)

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+And what a wonderful heart you have. Always take moments to write freely what comes to your mind, be it just an emotion or a word or a sight.... I like this one. The innocence is captured well.
But please...know that he always hears you and there are always lessons we learn in life even if those lessons are left unnoticed.
Believe in yourself and I have no doubt that even in a harsh world you will prevail, you will succeed.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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When I was a young boy of 11 or 12...(shortly after my father and grandfather had died) I remember kneeling by the window, hands clasped, aware of my own mortality...pleading with God to hear me and comfort me. I felt that same angst and uncertainty reading this poem...It was not a place I wanted to be but certainly a place I needed to see.
Well done, Jaco
You made your point, very well.
allen

Posted 13 Years Ago


Spirited, need more be said.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Sometimes there is noting left to do but cry out to God.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Moving. It's all truth. Usually when people have nothing, they look up to the heavens.

Posted 13 Years Ago


+And what a wonderful heart you have. Always take moments to write freely what comes to your mind, be it just an emotion or a word or a sight.... I like this one. The innocence is captured well.
But please...know that he always hears you and there are always lessons we learn in life even if those lessons are left unnoticed.
Believe in yourself and I have no doubt that even in a harsh world you will prevail, you will succeed.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

In this world, everyone feels small, even those that are considered strong or powerful. this has captivated the truth of this world. many of us are lost, so how can we find our way back......simple, faith. now all that's left is to find it

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sometimes we all become this small child that in extreme suffering cries out to God, great.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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