As it is
It is.
The sky falls down
On us all.
I had a dream
Not by Choice
That I would die,
A curse that we must
All feel.
Jericho, may your walls
Fall again!
My sins,
Destroys me
Yet, I kiss her
As if all of my joys
Are contained in her.
Christ is my only hope,
By my actions
I decline him,
When will I weep in church!
My friends, I confess
This saintly eyes
Are devilish,
I often wonder how
They could love each other
For ten years and more.
Forgive me,
In tears I sleep
Deep down
I question,
Did Jesus really die for me
On the rugged cross!
K.Oni
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