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You walked along the wrong path

For a very long time,

You stopped when you knew

You had crossed the line.

It took something very wrong

To make something very right,

Before you were in darkness

And now you're in the light.

You learned bad experiences

You almost lived in hell,

You learned possibilities

You were saved by the bell.

The "virus" I call the bell

Because it opened up your soul,

Before the world was over you

But now you're in control.

This time God really barked

He barked, but didn't bite,

It just scared you enough

To make you want to fight.

In your old path of life

You refused your way out,

But now you finally realized

What life is really about.

When you discovered your disease

You thought you were said and done,

Not realizing at all

Your life had just begun.

Now you're on the road

Now you must keep on living,

Testify your experiences

And heal by giving.

Enjoy your living life

Let go of all your fears,

Remember all the laughter

And forget about the tears.

Life can be very long

It can also be short,

Just have proof of innocence

When you reach heavens court.

Oh sister you're in my heart

And this poem I had to write,

Before you were in darkness

But now you're in the light

I love you! I
can't wait to see you again!
I miss you!
But until then......

This poem was dedicated to my dear sister Maria who died to AIDS...I miss her so much!
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Soon we will be together!
I'm trying to find the way

But I don't know where to go,

Sometimes I think I found it

But how would I know?

I wish to see a sign

To lead me all the way,

Or a shepherd to pull me

When I go astray.

I know God is with me

But am I with Him?

How do I know

If I fell off the limb?

I want to walk so firm

But I get so confused,

All of life's trials & consequences

Have me deeply bruised.

I long to find my peace

I look forward to my dreams,

But how would I know

Where my path leads?

Oh God please clear my way

And let me see the light,

Reveal to me my weapons

And show me how to fight.

I need your mighty strength

To possess my emotions,

I give you all my worship

prayer and devotion....

I wrote this poem when I lost my brother Hector to Cirrhosis in the liver. Do to his heavy drinking. I lost him and my sister Maria in the same month...same year...November 1999.
I miss them so much! They both lived with me and accepted Christ b4 they died. To God be the glory and the honor of their salvation.

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