The Despaired Soul by Fernica Shuffler-Francis

When death calls upon me, I shall not fear
For I already know this evil world, maybe there's something better there
One thing my soul cannot reconcile, is why people hang on to what they call 'dear life'
And still proclaim that nothing but heaven will suffice
Are they confused or are they afraid to chose?
What is there to miss on this evil land
When all the truth we should know has been corrupted by man
Lord Cause me not to fault, for this hurt and anger persists
If God says we have choice, why weren't we given the choice to exist?
Is this God's word or the fables of man?
Because when Jesus spoke he clearly said, 'because of the hardness of man's heart , Moses was forced to write laws that was not God's plan from the start'
And with this feeling everyday
If choice is mine Lord, from this earth take me away
If choice is mine, then close my eyes at night
And Dear God, never let me see another daylight
It choice is mine, why should I suffer to go to heaven
It choice was mine, it should have been mine from the beginning
Another man's choice should not be my burden, my pain, my brokenness
The God I love and serve will not give man so much power to cause so much unhappiness
Where is my God that is pure, honest, true and fair
And who are you wearing this mask, imitating my God pretending he is there?
Give me back my true Jesus beloved
For only he can save my soul and take me above
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Posted: May 2017
About this poem:
This poem brings out the rage of a 'Dairy of a Black Woman'. A woman trying to maintain her sanity despite all the evils she has experienced, and her only hope is in God who will not answer her prayers, who will not ease her pain, who will not give her a the peace she begs for, leaving her in misery and an unwanted life.

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Comments (1)

mcradloff
The world is evil, that's for sure, but it is also good too. I like the quote hell is other people. I guess I just hold on to the moments when I don't have to be around the bad ones.devil angel
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