Barely existin', ain't living
Bodies these days
Striving, weeping, concludin'
Neither joy nor Contentment did ever hit here.
Even him on the left got it all best,
Wholly rewarded, ain't trying his best
Hurdles got crossed, ain't following your steps,
And here I am,
Wholly a just, true to myself
Sayin' all my prayers, foregoin' all ma rest,
Followin' ma Lord, Skippin' the rest!
But all I am is sorrowful and depressed
Soul utterin' to HIM, Lord
"Why ain't I blessed?"
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Author:
Fizzy b (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Sometimes a feeling can uprise that why is a particular person getting that much of the reward, he might not be as good as we are or we are superior to them in deeds but still he's in that level of ease while we are empty handed with endless dilemmas ready in our ways to counter despite being faithful to Lord. The very first thing is to never see urself superior to others, we never know the inner of others, it can be bad or maybe better than ours. Secondly, including a little spiritual element in our day to day Life can help us a lot that is Gratitude.
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Comments1
Prayer is important in our daily lives to be thankful for what we have and forgiving of what we fail to do, a very petty piece with lovely spiritual sentiment.
Indeed and thank yuh!
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