Division amongst this family of saints, I still can't tell what to do. It's so weird it seems, looking out for me as I continue to look out for you. We have to strength combined of legions, but it doesn't seem to be enough. I came from, left and returned to a broken home and I'm tired of this stuff. I don't have time for the separation because together we're so strong. But when we become divided, no one will last that long. I can start over and begin again rebuilding the life that I live. But it will take too much from me and I don't have it all to give. With the life I've lived and the path I choose, I pray that I won't fail. Even if no one but God was there for me, I vowed that I'd never see Hell. I don't wish to see others fall, especially those I call family. But if we are divided,I'm going to take more time to work on me. I seek to bring happiness,, but I've come to the realization that I can't. With that, I still try to do it anyway because it helps me to stand. A house divided will not stand even on solid ground. I just hope God comes back in this place so He can stop us from letting Him down.
Reason for writing:
I've got to better myself to help better my family. That will only happen if God comes in and helps me.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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