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How
How could I have sweet dreams,
If I can not sleep,
I cannot even close my eyes,
For I am scared to close myself,
Out of a world full of you.
I have fallen,
I fell,
I do not know how I fell,
I knew one day I would fall,
But not so soon,
Yet I am down and out,
I dug my own grave,
I thought it was fun,
Great fun,
Yes it was,
But I have now fallen into it,
The symbol of a starving predator's mouth,
I have aids.
Juliana Suffered tremendously,
She believed,
And deserted her tradition,
To walk with Jesus,
But God neglected her,
And failed to save her,
She died in pain,
A few days later,  
Christinah started suffering,
Our other sister,
She suffered,
Every second of every day,
And those who believed prayed,
Not again Lord,
But again he descended on us,
Like he had a grudge,
And robbed us,
Of our friend,  
Entertainer and our everything,
A God,
Who is meant to save,
And not to destroy,
We were still in mourning,
And he slapped us, in the process,
They may believe what they want,
But God is a devil.

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