One minute, im thinking;
the next im dreaming;
about me scratching myself
until I start bleeding;
i dianose myself, im insane;
so I asked you, my lord;
will you throw me in the
pit of flames?
for not being obedient and
spiritually accord;
ohh god! ! ! Please my lord,
ill repent;
all my beneviolence into
your hands;
from all the negative
thoughts within my
conscience;
like being in the dessert,
covered with sand;
without food and water;
i pray onto you my lord;
ill obey your orders;
to be much more stronger,
to recieve your sword.
Darrick wiggins
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-test-of-faith-2/
