This pen is my faith helps me spread my gospel poetry,
My mind is heaven reveals the atrocity of this hell i inhabit
Upon yet I can never stray as i stay true to my religion,
Sin is enormous i can barely escape yet this temple so driven
By wisdom of my fellow comrades whom feed my heaven
With food for thoughts aspire my belief to remain pure.
When i hold my faith in this palm i converse with my
Religion, yes it has been broken a few times before but
It hasn't stopped me to spread it only because i am human,
My heaven remains veracious as it keeps me reminiscing
As sin overwhelms my religion because it's mine alone,
So when i use this ink of my faith i look up to the universe
And hope it guides my belief to remain pure so oneday my
Gospel could be worthy to be called the bible...
Mar 18, 2020
Mar 18, 2020 at 3:06 AM UTC
This pen is my faith helps me spread my gospel poetry,
My mind is heaven reveals the atrocity of this hell i inhabit
Upon yet I can never stray as i stay true to my religion,
Sin is enormous i can barely escape yet this temple so driven
By wisdom of my fellow comrades whom feed my heaven
With food for thoughts aspire my belief to remain pure.
When i hold my faith in this palm i converse with my
Religion, yes it has been broken a few times before but
It hasn't stopped me to spread it only because i am human,
My heaven remains veracious as it keeps me reminiscing
As sin overwhelms my religion because it's mine alone,
So when i use this ink of my faith i look up to the universe
And hope it guides my belief to remain pure so oneday my
Gospel could be worthy to be called the bible...
Describing my love for poetry