This Life

I
this life is a borrowed one
i did not wish to be here and wan

II
but here i am just the same
Let me not put myself in shame

From God I am sprung
And to God must I return not as dung

If I have not Loved You
Who must I be? Duh?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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