Confession of a dying man.
Forgive me father please do,
For I have sinned, I cannot lie,
Ask for my creator’s forgiveness and mercy,
So I can find peace before I die.
I am at times weak of body and soul,
Weak of thought in my sinners mind,
I have hurt people that love me dearly,
My weakness made me so blind.
I ask for your mercy now,
As my time is filled with pain and strife,
How I wish I could change all I regret,
Like most do at the end of their life.
I raised my hand in anger to my love,
To my children too when I was there,
Put myself and drink first,
Never took the time to say sorry or show I care.
Bitter words I hurled at she who chose love me,
Insults to her hair, her body, her best dress,
She deserved so much better than a gambling man,
But she always silently took second best.
Those whose dignity I destroyed for fun,
Those on whom I cheated and stole,
I am truly remorseful for my deeds,
Truly I am from within my soul.
It is only as I lay dying on this bed,
That I see my failings as a man,
She stayed with me loyally each day,
But it is only now that I give a damn.
I cast aside a good and true life and love,
To pursue my selfish goals,
Now it is Me who is begging for a chance,
Save me from the bottomless pit of lost souls.
I am an unworthy man whose life was a lie I see,
I caused untold pain and didn’t care less,
Now father, my creator I beg for your mercy,
At the end you hear all that I confess.
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