Saved From Sin
Please read my poem and tell me what you think; it's about sin!
It never really goes away,
Does it?
Even when tomorrow comes,
It's here.
People always say;
"Tomorrow’s a new day."
But it doesn't really matter,
Not in the long run.
In the end, we'll remember,
It all.
No one is safe, the tempest,
Draws nye.
Ensuring, nothing but it's
Own victory.
Only God, can release,
Us from sin.
Only death, can cure,
The pain.
If the tempest conquers,
We are damned.
It takes will, and heart,
To be saved.
Does it?
Even when tomorrow comes,
It's here.
People always say;
"Tomorrow’s a new day."
But it doesn't really matter,
Not in the long run.
In the end, we'll remember,
It all.
No one is safe, the tempest,
Draws nye.
Ensuring, nothing but it's
Own victory.
Only God, can release,
Us from sin.
Only death, can cure,
The pain.
If the tempest conquers,
We are damned.
It takes will, and heart,
To be saved.
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