Promise of Life

by Ludicrous Arts

This is a short (Obviously just look at the word count) poem I had written a while back. this is just a small thinking pattern i had. thought it would bless someone.

Hii, Here is a poem I wrote a year ago when I was down in the dumps. it lifted me up and I thought I might as well post it, who knows someone might actually like it.

Your friends and family

They've all come and died

So you ask him "Oh why, Oh why?"

Then you hear a voice

So crisp in the air

Almost as if

It was always there

"My child, my child

I have not forsake the

for don't you know I will always be with the?

for they are in a place oh so heavenly.

just as you will live oh so greatly"

"My God, My God How can I thank the?

For you've given so much even to me."

"Be happy my son,

for this is why you win

Not from the sins of other men.

For everything has a true purpose

Just as you will learn to surface.