Poetry

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I don't know when
and I don't know how
But, I am trying hard
not to bow

In this battle, from east to west
fighting hard, to beat this test

Up from the deep, this trial did creep
waking my soul
out of it's sleep

Now, wait just a minute!
let me take a rest
Don't be so crul
I'm putting forth, my best

Even though I don't know,
what, who, or why
The reason of my faith
is being, tried

But, O' test know this,
nothing I won't miss
I will ride you out
and stay full of bliss

So do your best
I accept the test
And soon my God
will give me rest

For he's in the front
And not in the back
Both sides are covered
keeping me on track

I must always find a sense of humor
while in this awful mess
Though at times, I may, want out
this, I must confess


But, O' soul stay cool, your still in school
this is all a part of the game
And just accept it with the grace of God
then that dipomma will have your name

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