Jehovah Hear My Filthy Soul
By: The Red Cat Jazz of Love
Jehovah,
hear my filthy soul
as I awake bleeding the untold guilty tears
that ran me to a hot shower
as I run a temper of 98.9 crying my soul out
to just please father bare with me.
I can’t sit here a scribble scrabble you
a bunch of fibs because I am your daughter
penning my truth so I can be read
and I am un perfect dear world so let me
make that loud and clear.
The tears trickle my face
while the snot rag flees and runs.
I have cried like a new born baby
to my father asking him to take this world
I am surrounded in under siege
because baby I don’t honor this
diploma of a life degree.
All I need is the story I have behind my knees
and you will know I am pedigreed to shut you down
off your high horse if your saying you’re a child
of his but yet your guilt don’t hit you
the way a true believer believes .
There is no way to strike a nerve in me
unless you say my father name
then for a moment you have just
stumbled me.
Jehovah,
hear my filthy soul I am bare naked
In guilty truth I have lost the keys
to drive in the right direction
he is in here all over my home
taunting me!
Jehovah!
I am scared to close my eyes because
I fear seeing the rest of my life pointless
with out you in it so can
you please send your chosen ones to come help me?
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Adding your comment:
Avril
Great Job!!!!!!!
