Without My Bible

Fri, 04/15/2016 - 21:00 -- Al Dock


20° 35' 37.2624" N, 78° 57' 46.368" E

Without my Bible

I become more fragile

With no wisdom

There is no system

A child with no direction

A man with no intentions

Love is no longer a feeling

It becomes more of just a saying

He tells you he loves you

But no longer wants to be with you

With no faith

There is more skaith

Believing in your dreams

Is now just a bad scheme

Without righteousness

There will be more spitefulness

Instead of helping

You’ll hear more crying

In order to find peace

The rejection must cease

The Lord know’s your reliable

That’s why he leaves you with this bible


This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world
Guide that inspired this poem: 
Poetry Terms Demonstrated: 


Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741