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Rated: E · Poetry · Contest Entry · #2048254
Editor's pick "Spiritual Newsletter (July 15, 2015)" .
Three years from the day he was born,
He first cursed the demons stalking.
Deep scars into his soul they'd torn,
Yet he kept on proudly walking.
The simple living that he made,
Was challenged tough at every turn.
Each raging footstep that he laid,
Felt the touch of hell's harsh burn.
On each anguished road he stumbled,
Conflict drove him nearly insane.
Every project he took crumbled,
As if he had the mark of Cain.
One day he cried, "Lord, can't you see?
Do you sincerely understand?
Please, listen to my humble plea.
Why do you hold me in remand?"
The Lord looked down from up above,
Said, "Don't worry, my dear sweet friend.
Know that I'm only moved by love,
The answers you'll know in the end."
Today he's called a learned master,
At the top of God's list he rates.
Though more than his share of disaster,
Struggle is what helped make him great.
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