Unknown Poem

Last Sunday during Sunday School Class, I grab an old logbook in which I am about to draw something that comes up in my mind, and to my suprise, I saw a Poem that was written last 2015. I just couldn't believe I wrote this and I don't even think any words and title about the Poem, I don't' know why I wrote this and I don't know when. I'll edit this poem for some reason here in this post but here is the original words from the logbook that I found. The Poem is 8 meters per line and 4 lines per stanzas, that has 4 stanzas.



My Poem of unknown Title

I am seeking for things in life.
Struggling to learn and do what's right
How foolish, how stupid I am,
I didn't hear the word, He say's "Come".


For me, all thing was a trouble
Life grab too much of worldly sin.
All things I learned deemed like bubble,
For path hath lost away from Him.


I don't know what to do in life,
too much confusions, still I choose.
I pray for sin; for it is ripe,
Chain of iniquity be loose.


Stop! I must learn to break it,
I don't know how can I face it.
My Lord my God and where art thou?
This bond of Sin be loose somehow.


- J Bustillo 2015

Unknown Poem

Last Sunday during Sunday School Class, I grab an old logbook in which I am about to draw something that comes up in my mind, and to my surprise, I saw a Poem that was written last 2015. I just couldn't believe I wrote this and I don't even think any words and title about the Poem, I don't' know why I wrote this and I don't know when. I'll edit this poem for some reason here in this post but here is the original words from the logbook that I found. The Poem is 8 meters per line and 4 lines per stanzas, that has 4 stanzas.

My Poem of unknown Title

I am seeking for things in life.
Struggling to learn and do what's right
How foolish, how stupid I am,
I didn't hear the word, He say's "Come".

For me, all thing was a trouble
Life grab too much of worldly sin.
All things I learned deemed like bubble,
For path hath lost away from Him.

I don't know what to do in life,
too much confusions, still I choose.
I pray for sin; for it is ripe,
Chain of iniquity be loose.

Stop! I must learn to break it,
I don't know how can I face it.
My Lord my God and where art thou?
This bond of Sin be loose somehow.

- J Bustillo 2015