A Strong Will

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My life has been hard,
and all my burdens great.
But I regret none of my choices,
I’ve made my own fate.
So take a look at my life,
and judge as you will.
God watches over me,
and cares for me still.
He blessed me with a child,
straight from heaven above.
With a spirit like an angel,
he fills my life with happiness and Love!

But jealously has created the harlots three,
The sloth, the addict, and the liar they be.
Pale skin hides they’re sullied souls,
with bodies like hags faces like ghouls!

Disguised as a friend the first did come,
the slovenly, the cruel, the downright scum!

A mans young life the second did take,
this foul addict, this thief, this snake!

Casting her foul shadow onto our lives,
the last one came using lies like knives!

But they harm only themselves’
with every evil stone they cast.
My foundations laid in brick,
and I have built it to last!

In the end it will be a simple mirror they face,
and see their lives empty, no honor or grace!
They never admit they’re own guilt you see,
but lie as they might they will NEVER be me!

This poem was written/submitted by barbara martin.

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