“What I’ve tried to cover up in my life I’m left with” <br />As written in, ”First-John, one through nine.” <br />But no matter how well… I think I’ve hidden my sins <br />They will all be unearthed… with time. <br /> <br />Revealing all the sins we’ve harbored <br />The skeletons hanging secretly… behind closed doors. <br />No matter how well we try and cover them over <br />There always seems… to be added just one sin more. <br /> <br />God suggests we let them lay… out in the open <br />For all too… gaze their eyes upon. <br />And don’t waist your time…trying to bury <br />Those things… mankind is not so fond. <br /> <br />God sees all of what we’ve tried to hide <br />He sees them…and cries out to you. <br />For He came and died… that man should live <br />That was… what He was sent to earth to do. <br /> <br />By: Linda Winchell <br />Copyright: 2009<br /><br />Linda Winchell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/first-john-one-nine/
