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Worry Not

A poem of hope in the face of tribulations.
Have you ever sat thinking and questioned your existence?
That you even doubted the preacher's gospel of persistence,
'Cause that long wait of victory seemed to bear no fruit,
And the light at the end of the tunnel was not even faint.

That moment you sat to ponder,
And felt not to want to live a minute longer,
The clammy fingers of suicidal thoughts so deep,
The only way to the grave's peaceful sleep.

Have you ever felt the Earth's weight on you?
And wondered what direction life was taking you to,
Tears falling all day long,
For the burden was too arduous to bear alone.

When all seems not to be well,
When life builds in your face a solid wall,
Worry not sister, worry not brother,
For in heaven, we have a Father.
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Published: 2/3/2015
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