The real you

That is a new poem Written by Aldo Kraas

The real you

God you had been

In the cross

And you died

For my sins

The real you

You made me

A long time ago

With you holy hands

Then you had

Placed me to live

Here on earth

Yes God

I enjoy living my

Life here on earth

Also I never stay up

Late

Because I would be messing

My bed schedule

God I go to bed

Early every night

So that I can have

A proper sleep

God I pray

Every morning

For you

I never forget to pray

To you