Poetry 8: I've Sinned And Sinned

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           I've sinned and sinned for years;
           for humanly I lived,
           never will I deny;
           my heart did once believe,
           I locked my faith;
           for elders swore I will,
           be crucified with pain
           if I pray never still;

           so try did I;
           head down, palms glued,
           closed tight my eyes,
           yet silently blued;
           maybe distracted was,
           maybe so tempted,
           maybe my prayers not enough,
           maybe so emptied;

           I tried, I truly did;
           His eyes, maybe have seen;
           my eyes - they truly did;
           not sight the foretold gleam,
           not that it isn't true,
           maybe it really is,
           no, I've no single clue;
           of what in life I missed;

           but mere pretending's worse;
           like burning wound and salt,
           for either true or false;
           debate shall never halt;
           though arguing's no dime;
           my own beliefs won't need
           a shed of light in time,
           my own path they shall lead.

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