A poem on importance of religion in our lives
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My big brother, big sister and I .
Fourteen ,ten and I was nine,
Cried more tears then we ever cried.
Our mother had committed suicide.We'd already been through qiute a bit. We were babtized that lifes one thing you just cant quit.Our Mom committed the biggest sin.I refused to imagine which place she was in.It was the one thing I couldnt bare. I d seen alot more evil then Id ever seen of good\ We found our selves there questioning God.My brother bent his brow and gave a nod. He thought a careful moment and scratched his head.He then leaned in close and this is what he said, "For right now how about looking at ot like this Instead..?
You don't have to wait till your
darkest hour. To admit to yourself
you believe in a higher power.
It's like ******* ,everyone
knows you do it. And you know
everyone does it too.Don't believe me?
I can proove it to you. Proove me wrong,
I dare you to. Take this dare.
Bowed in prayer,Be thankful for care.