We Need God In America Again!!!!! Forum God and Me

 I am not afraid to study or do any kind of thing             

 I love Christ a lot but I am just anti in one thing why should sinners deserve heaven      Why should other  who threatens poor and weak person like me get better life than me if I am the one who              

believes in Real Lord- Christ 

             

I don’t know why He loves the others more              

Are they more deserving to get him and not me              

These who call themselves the warriors here               

Let them see what you are my Lord               

Let them see how jeleous you are               

My pains , don’t let them shade away in daylight                

I call you by day and night                

I know I will be there with you God; in heaven                

But what good is it as they would eitherway be  in hell     

            

My tears evaporate                

They are left unseen and my cries                

They remain unheard yet                

They say we have our brothers and fathers                

How should I answer them O Lord                

My words are like sword with blunt edges                

Their sharpness lost; as it was you                

My strenght is you                

Seeking you; lifting my eyes                

My eyes dry up                

No tears left to shed                

No cries left to scream                

Don’t know  whom should I speak unto                

Whose eyes to contact to                

Whose lips to speak thy prophecy -The lehends 

                 

Now a days I feel the same                  

I have ever had                  

Scripts says He makes the shephered the king                  

Am I more than shephered?                  

No my Lord. No my Lord.                  

All say my blood’s impure                   

Is it?                   

I dip my blood in yours                   

I have bear mockery                   

I have let them hurl insults on me                   

Didn't I lived life on your steps?                   

You too took mockery and insults                   

Your soul was slained                   

Even mine; they bled you                   

Same they metted out with me                    

I look upon you to provide me justice                   

My eyes have swelled up waiting                   

Waiting for your mercy                   

Your kingdom to come   

                 

And what they say me now?                   

They say I am against you                    

I am possessed                   

They ask me whats my obsession with this money                   

They ask so because they haven’t been through what I have                     

They reckon that I have no business here                    

No right to stand amongst them                    

No destiny written in golden with luminous pen like their’s                    

What if the time lock opens                     

I girded with chains of indesplicability                    

Will I be displicable to the one who have been the same to me                    

Key to eternal knowledge                    

That’s what God does wish man to get                    

They say you aren’t the one who forsees future                    

Yes because I fortalk future                    

And whatever on earth it has to be                    

It isn’t in favor of what I wished                    

My pains entice me now                     

I feel bled with them                    

But now certain fears grip me                    

Will ever Lord God be with me?     

                

What hope and good was my faith of                    

If it tumbles before the fated day                    

But if it’s the way He wishes                    

Let it be the same 

                    

They say you write rubbish                    

As its far from their’s comprehension                    

Days pass by and grew near                    

The day when my wishes will again rise                    

They will as decided they will                     

No to discuss about them its what scriptures say  

                    

I am not invited in any gathering                     

Life is hard to live                     

My words are painful                     

They increase my pain                     

Living amongst people in no way like you                     

Losing a part of my soul                     

My hands shake                      

Its more hard to breathe here                      

There is stiffness in my throat because of sorrow                      

I look for excuse to lure myself                       

I persuade myself to believe good days are near                       

Still walking on roads with thorns                       

My feet bleed and my heart continuously sobs                      

My brain makes me more weak than ever                       

Through its knowledge that there is no way out                       

My teeth; they ache because of hunger                       

My tounge yearning for water                       

My legs; they are stiff now                       

But still here I am walking on death road                       

Mind says death’s better                       

Still don’t wanna lose hope                       

Continuously walking on death road                        

No one is there where I am going                        

Too cold to bear; failure biting all the way                        

Wherever I go , Wherever I go                        

Faces of enemies I see during this journey of mine                        

They are happy and revelling                        

Then I see face of a boy who struggled a lot                        

Was drowning and choking                         

Terrible were his cries, his eyes were swollen                         

Cries were loud in beginning; then silented his wovs                         

 For that boy is pathetically helpless                          

His poor helpless face occupies my mind                          

And here I walk on death road 

                           

My mouth gapes                           

My feet seems to be weigted                           

Weighted they are                           

Locked with heavy chains of days of sorrow                           

My eyes are heavy                           

My goal no where near to be seen                            

Still here I continue to walk on death road