A free verse poem of past sins.
Like an alligator chopping on its prey.
Previous consequences were brutal,
Being punched by the penalties.
Trying to conquer sins and punishments,
On a quest to fulfill a righteous destiny.
My mind is focused on the present,
Securing a foundation on determination.
My journey is a difficult path,
But virtue will prevail on my route.
Poetry by Survivor48
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Written on 2016-07-02 at 20:45
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My Troubled Soul
Wicked acts of the past bite my present,Like an alligator chopping on its prey.
Previous consequences were brutal,
Being punched by the penalties.
Trying to conquer sins and punishments,
On a quest to fulfill a righteous destiny.
My mind is focused on the present,
Securing a foundation on determination.
My journey is a difficult path,
But virtue will prevail on my route.
Poetry by Survivor48
Read 720 times
Written on 2016-07-02 at 20:45
Tags Inspirational Spiritual Poem
Save as a bookmark (requires login) Write a comment (requires login) Send as email (requires login) Print text
