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Lost God
( after Stevie Smith )
I find my desire to go
Is lesser since I have lost God
Which happened a fortnight ago,
The air raids did not spare the rod.
My will is no longer as strong
Unless he still loves me perhaps,
To ponder about what is wrong
I keep how I feel under wraps.
I learned not to bother or pray
These times make a worry look small,
I am not as proud what to say
And so I say nothing at all.
He knows I cared of what I had
Expecting how I used to try,
I am now sterner stuff and sad,
I do not speak but I still cry.
#StevieSmith
I find my desire to go
Is lesser since I have lost God
Which happened a fortnight ago,
The air raids did not spare the rod.
My will is no longer as strong
Unless he still loves me perhaps,
To ponder about what is wrong
I keep how I feel under wraps.
I learned not to bother or pray
These times make a worry look small,
I am not as proud what to say
And so I say nothing at all.
He knows I cared of what I had
Expecting how I used to try,
I am now sterner stuff and sad,
I do not speak but I still cry.
#StevieSmith
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