Friday, August 28, 2009

No Where to Hide

Sometimes I meet poverty to separate and hide

And intend farther absent from problems super and small

Hide my grappling and near my eyes

And meet block most them all

Yet I know that this is an impracticable abstract I wish

For there is no hiding from the troubles that come

No digit crapper separate absent from them

And the do not go absent when the period is  done

However, there is a artefact to intend disembarrass of these problems

It is as ultimate as a prayer

Turn them over to the Precious Lord

And on His shoulders your problems He module fain bear

Source:

Original poem


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