I'm trying to figure out am I a good person who does bad deeds...
Or a bad person who does good deeds....
My soul is trapped inside this flesh which has needs...
Even if I try to stop I eventually proceed...
I believe that Jesus Christ freed me from sin...
But still I'm trapped in this world that I'm in...
Surrounded by demons in plain clothes...
I'm behind enemy lines and they know...
I don't belong...
Sometimes I feel like I'm all alone...
Seeing that we living in darkness,
And somehow I'm the only one who sees the light...
So it seems like I stand alone to fight...
I just pray that I'm fighting the good fight...
On the side of whats right...
Lord why are these people so blind...
Even the ones who see don't take their time..
To come up with a solution...
We live in a world of pollution of wrong..
And maybe I'm wrong..
But I refuse to be silent and hold my tongue...
While my brothers and sisters lose their dignity,
Dancing to some up beat song...
Maybe I'm just a bad person who only does good deeds...
Sowing what I reap...
So it's only evil that I see...
Genocide by the hands of the victims...
Minds so belligerent...
It seems as if God isn't with them...
Chained by poverty, depression, and oppression...
Now power and greed is their only obsession...
How perplexing...
Maybe I'm a good person who does bad deeds...
The results of an uncultured seed...
So I inadvertently lose my way from the path...
Believing that God is a forgiving God...
So when I return he must of course have forgiven me...
Oh how foolish of me...
How blind was I that I couldn't see...
The trap that the Devil had planted right in front of me...
So now I'm just stuck here confused...
With nothing too do...
But wonder...
Am I a good person who does bad deeds...
Or a bad person who does good deeds...
But at the end of it the day it truly doesn't matter...
Because all I will ever be is a soul that needs to be freed...
Or a bad person who does good deeds....
My soul is trapped inside this flesh which has needs...
Even if I try to stop I eventually proceed...
I believe that Jesus Christ freed me from sin...
But still I'm trapped in this world that I'm in...
Surrounded by demons in plain clothes...
I'm behind enemy lines and they know...
I don't belong...
Sometimes I feel like I'm all alone...
Seeing that we living in darkness,
And somehow I'm the only one who sees the light...
So it seems like I stand alone to fight...
I just pray that I'm fighting the good fight...
On the side of whats right...
Lord why are these people so blind...
Even the ones who see don't take their time..
To come up with a solution...
We live in a world of pollution of wrong..
And maybe I'm wrong..
But I refuse to be silent and hold my tongue...
While my brothers and sisters lose their dignity,
Dancing to some up beat song...
Maybe I'm just a bad person who only does good deeds...
Sowing what I reap...
So it's only evil that I see...
Genocide by the hands of the victims...
Minds so belligerent...
It seems as if God isn't with them...
Chained by poverty, depression, and oppression...
Now power and greed is their only obsession...
How perplexing...
Maybe I'm a good person who does bad deeds...
The results of an uncultured seed...
So I inadvertently lose my way from the path...
Believing that God is a forgiving God...
So when I return he must of course have forgiven me...
Oh how foolish of me...
How blind was I that I couldn't see...
The trap that the Devil had planted right in front of me...
So now I'm just stuck here confused...
With nothing too do...
But wonder...
Am I a good person who does bad deeds...
Or a bad person who does good deeds...
But at the end of it the day it truly doesn't matter...
Because all I will ever be is a soul that needs to be freed...
This is a beautiful, truly written poem. I enjoyed it a lot. :)
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