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He is who he is

by @lazlo-mehl

He is who he is Someone great indeed Although he doesn’t know it I’m here to show him You see He seems really ordinary But what I’ve read is extra- ordinary You see his quite plain Not always sane Sometimes he can even be lame Its really a shame So he wrote this book I then took a look Got to know him better Inside a few letters His pages tells a story Of God and his Glory He met a young lady And fell madly in love She was what he wanted And he was he she needed All seemed fine But there were to many lies The bad elements of this world Is the story he told A girl she was With many scars Hatred and pain With nothing to gain He kissed her tears For many, many years And all that time Her life was a lie He never rejected Always excepted Through the Grace of God He was able to start Not once did he stop even when times were tough And when the going got rough And she needed stuff He stood his ground And eventually found She was bruised And abused A journey she attained A Journey he obtained Together making it a life Worth writing about His no super hero Just a religious kind of guy Making a difference in others lives Only taking one step at a time So I’ve come to know His shared quite a lot I’m hoping our journey Never has to stop But the time will come When it’s all done In those few pages I was won I’ve learnt a lot I’ve cried a lot too There was a lot of SHIT But that seemed real You taught me a lesson Of love and pain How to guard my heart From hatred and shame I cannot begin to thank you For all you have done You’ve change my life In a short space of time To be a better person Inside and out Your book is worth reading So please start believing Soon will come the time Believe me I done lie With a friend such as you Thank you my friend, cos it's worth reading, cos it's also rhythmic, ka boom boom bomb No thank you my friend For as you said Stop writing in a pad Rather post it on the net You've giving me reason And purpose in life Through A Broken Reed I was able to see My lives worth living And my days are few So I'm glad that I got to spend them with Your book is the reason I've come this far I feel inspired To do something great I once was bruised And broken too But through the virtues God lend me to you You taught me love You taught me patience You taught me never to give up And even when I felt so down You help me turn My frown upside down I cannot thank you And your book I'm glad God lead me And I got to take a look.
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Published
Nov 11, 2014
Time
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We Are A Broken Generation no longer Bruised by Our Own Devices but BROKEN...

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