There are some things we just can't do, then others which we have no clue. The number of can't does, will give the smartest person the blues. They're suppose to be in reality, but not dominating in totality.
Can't do's is why we have a Creator, most of us pray to move the can't do dictator. We wear our knees out praying, hoping our efforts will soon start paying. Seems like our prayers never help, at times we retreat to a corner to wept.
But we better come out of that corner, take our blows down or up with honor. Whether God helps us or not, staying in the corner will certainly be a death spot. The worst thing gripping to stall, is to not try at all.
I'm going down trying, kill my body down dying. While I'm falling through decaying, I'll still be doing my praying. I have faith in thee, not trying at all won't stop me.
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Reviewed by Debashish Haar (Reader)
Reviewed on May 2, 2004
GREAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM, Grady...do visit my port and consider my "I am reading your poetry challenge!"...
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Debashish
give up hope...He does hear our prayers..
floria
Outstanding work.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
P.S.: Please check the twelfth Line.