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The Tortured Soul

What think you now my tortured friend?                                 
That thy clothes you fiercely rent
Through painful eyes and tearful cries
You feel you must repent

Do thoughts of past that hold you fast
Bring pain that will not cease?                                                             
Does guilt from acts and evil pacts
Provide your heart no ease?

Is it your secrets of the past
For which you must repent?
You think that guilt is your reward
For how your life was spent?

You must not fret, you must forget
The pain of things gone by
The pain you feel that will not heel
And makes you want to die

The force of fate has pushed you
To do the things you’ve done
It’s your karma that has pulled you
To what can’t be undone

There is no blame there is no shame
To learn from your mistakes
But learn you must, your peace to earn
For that is what it takes

It is not yours to sorrow
For every lesson that you’ve learned
Is one step closer to perfection
That your growing soul has earned

Do you not know we’re here to grow
Your guilt is their control
Take back your life to ease your strife
Be master of your soul

Your soul’s on Jacobs ladder
And goes from life to life
Each lesson here provides you
Relief from pain and strife

You have your life before you
And a mission to fulfill
Fulfill your dreams, your joyful schemes
Maintain a steely will

There is no sin, it’s in your mind
It’s yours to take or leave
You bring it on with thoughts impure
You reap as you believe

So go your way beloved friend
Choose to do your best from now
Do as you please and hurt no one
Your God within will show you how

Forgive yourself the future’s yours
Just do the best you can
Do lofty deeds, fulfill your needs
And you will be a better man

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Mary christine Ward

Job was perfect before God and lost everything. Sometimes bad things happen to good people. The instigators should feel guilty not the victims. People judge suvivors and make them victims way too much these days......

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