Right or wrong
Win or lose
Fail or prosper
I give it up to God
In sickness or in health
In wealth or poor
I give it up to God
When tears didn't make a river
And anger didn't create a Volcano
When love didn't make the sun shine
And heartbreak didn't make the moon cry
When sickness didn't bring fallen stars
And health didn't cool mars
When promises wouldn't clean the oceans
And lies didn't break her down
I give it up to God
So wrap me in my angels love
Shower me in forgiveness
Place kisses to my temple
Let tears fall with no cease
Let pain ooze from my pores
Let love fall from my hands
Let sickness leave my mind
Let health warm my heart
Let anger erupt my past
Let heartbreak be my baptism
I give it up to God
Amen
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Unbreak me
PoetrySpeaking of being broken , as if it was glorious . As if the pain made you who you are . Because honey , it most certainly did. *** my first time posting . A series of poetry from different times in my life . Needs editing . Some words may be mispl...
