A choice to suffer

As the Lord's wrath is surely shown,

against mine enemies, death, is sown

but as they fell, one called my name,

he asked what it was that surfaced my shame.

i fell to my knees, tears burning skin,

as I realized me past, how it was full of sin.

So with my guilt, I mustered some sense,

and followed them down, to receive my penance.

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[Sami Khalil]

"So with my guilt, I mustered some sense,

and followed them down, to receive my penance."

A good spiritual poem...Bravo.................