Was not a stranger to the dark,
For I had been in the dark.
I was wounded and ashamed,
And I know people don’t love me.
But I won’t let them break me down the dust,
I know that there’s a place for us,
For we are glorious.
I become part of this family.
Sharpest words can’t cut me down.
Scars of this world can’t be healed by words,
But the two-edge sword of God cut
Through my soul which heals my heart.
I had been bruised,
But I become clean,
I was scared to be seen,
I’m brave to show this light.
I was unworthy, undeserving of love,
But God gave the gift I shouldn’t have,
Because of His love and grace
I’ve become a warrior of God.
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This Is Me (Song Inspired)
After hearing Jamie Grace’s cover, I was inspired to write a poem. And it took me a week or two to continue the writing on the topic though.
–outofwordtheater
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Mga Tula (Poems)
PoetryMga Tula is a bunch of poems compiled and made by my vague mind. Some of these compilation of poems were taken from the stories I made. There are also poems made by my cousins and also, poems made by myself. So please, beware of dog. Ay este. Words...
