Make Way~Judaisky Cares


No pain will gain
And so I am not pained.
Traces of hurt no more hurt
For the scars I have bought.

Make way let me drift and sway-
I’m tired of “God will make a way”
My eyes are filled with tears
Let’s make it heaven’s affairs.

Make way let me go-
In dispair, I am very old.
Weave this motion I create
When I climb heaven’s Gate.

I’m done like John Donne-
My song as of Job is come.
So make way let me rest-
If love be love, let me rest.

Make way, leave me go home-
Burn my tree of faded hopes
And kill the springing root
So no grace for them to loot.

Make way, make way-
My wait has no pay-
Faith is a cheater-
I am a testifier.

Make way, make way-
Allow me go thence I pray-
If all things will turn good-
Let my death set the tune.
I stand at bay watching-
Learning the language of my ink-
Learning how to handle my pen.


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Author: Judaisky

Judaisky is a young writer who believes the world can only be saved PEACEFULLY through the tidings of the ink cos the pen is mightier than the sword. Do You want to know more about me, contact me 09039956005

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