In a corner
Of the desolate and foreboding graveyard,
Lies a tomb with a remarkable marble headstone
The epitaph
Here lies a man. He got his just reward
A hard life he lived; he reaped what he has sown
I reflected on the epitaph I have seen
I audited my life; pondered what rewards await me
My life
Just too stained to restore its sheen
Too many mistakes I’ve made to think I’m worthy
My last breath I have yet to exhale
Till then my God allows me to rewrite my story
And so …
With a grateful heart I’d remake my tale
I’d pray my epitaph will pronounce God’s glory
© Vic A Evora...


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Robert L. Martin
about 4 years

Some say he is a forgiving God. Some say he isn't. I think he is forgiving.

over 4 years

Gracias amigo. One of the first poems I wrote.

Benjamin G. Sangalang
over 4 years

Edifying poclamation of God's limitless mercy through such a nice poem!

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