Sep 9, 2021
1 min read
God’s Plan
A poem
Infatuated you are
with the dream of me.
One date and you’ve already determined what I would be.
But mind you, I’m not destined to be yours,
some woman you lust for deep in your core.
The way you behave,
I cannot make you a man,
but your sins and flaws,
that’s all up to God’s plan.
I asked to be friends,
and that you refuse.
You want me to be yours,
but that’s my decision to choose.
