Sir Ricky's Inspirational Poetry Corner

I will guard my way,

So that I sin not;

My tongue not astray,

Of evil that is sought.

No poison from lips,

The tip of my tongue;

Of the vulgar sips,

That just might be flung.

I have become mute,

Silence to hold peace;

But others still refute,

Anger will not cease.

My distress grew worse,

My heart became hot;

As they start to curse,

The fury it brought.

When will it all end,

Measured of my days;

So many offend,

Of my righteous ways.

God has made my days,

A life of nothing;

Because mankind strays,

Unto God I cling.

For man goes about,

Being full of toil;

A shadow of doubt,

Mind in turmoil.

Man gathers up wealth,

Because of his lust;

No spiritual health,

God, he does not trust.

My hope is in God,

For I am no fool;

To honor and laud,

Letting Him to rule.

For He hears my prayer,

As He sees my tears;

Distress that I share,

He will calm my fears.


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