Saturday, January 18

The Question

I was looking in my treasure boxes for some notebooks because I want to make a homemade journal for my meal plan of 2014. I found a good one. o(≧∇≦o) Because it is used, I found some notes in it that are mostly school works. Of course, it is not really a notebook that I can lend to kouhais in school under the same program as me. There are lots of rants in there that can be detrimental to my image (if ever I have one!). LOL.

Anyway, here are some of the literary arts that I found crashed out in my notebook. This one is entitled 'The Question'. I'll put here the original version and the version that I submitted to my school paper.

The Question

(original version)

I asked, am I a bad child
For you to forsake?
For you to forget?
For you to overlook?

Am I not a good one
To give a marshmallow of love?
An ice cream of joy?
And a chocolate of hope?

Am I not worthy enough
To be called your son?
And be forgiven
For the sins I have done?

He said, my child
Have I forsaken you?
Forgotten you?
Overlooked you?

I've given you
My sunshine of love
My breath of joy
And my rainbow of hope.

You've been deemed worthy
'Coz you are my son.
Forgiven for all that's done.
'Coz I am your Father, your Saviour, The One!

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(submitted version)

I asked, am I a bad child
For you to forsake?
For you to forget?
For you to overlook?

Am I not a good one
To give a marshmallow of love?
An ice cream of joy?
And a chocolate of hope?

Am I not worthy enough
To be called your son?
And be forgiven
For the sins I have done?

He said, my child, my dear.
I was always with you ever so near.
I remember you; Do not fear!
There's a purpose for your heartache, your pain, ad your tear!

Why doubt your worth when you are My son?
Forgiven for all the sins you've done.
Am I not your Father, and you My only one?
I'll love you today, tomorrow, and beyond.

My sunshine of love should have been enough.
The simple things in life should have made you laugh.
The rainbow should have lift your spirit high up.
Or did you close your eyes for My graces from above?

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