Fake Poem by Felix Otiende

Fake

FAKE
When God created me, He had a purpose: Glorify His name
I have been led by my own desire
I have rebel against you my Lord
Oh fake me

I can't tell how or when: Am alive
You know me, by my name
You know when am lying or fornicating.
I can't only deceive myself
Oh fake me

Your word Lord is a light to my feet.
How? And am disobedient to your commandment
Am full of pride.I can't see my way through the tunnel
Oh fake me

Shalom is your name Lord: I can't find my peace in the world.
Redeem me my King.
I know, am unworthy
Oh fake me

I am tired of Christianity walk. I need you.
Religion is killing me
Change me, I can't make it on my own.
I know your word is same for eternity.
Give me joy of salvation.

© Fely g chronicles

Saturday, December 14, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: religion
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