one day... while I was preparing my things for school, I saw a piece of paper with a poem written on it... and this is the poem... It was my homework when I was in highschool... I still remember when my teacher assign me to do it... I refuse to do because during that time writting poems seem boring and weird things to do... and it seem so difficult for me to write one... but she motivated me saying" you are good in writting a paragraph and I know you can do it... then I just do so... and now it's done... and here's my finish work... my first poem ever... [quote][b][align=center]WHAT THOU HAS DONE? let your anxious imaginations wondered there through your thornful past filled with sorrow and tear there is one life that you reject there is one fault that you need to correct remember the things that you have done remember the life that now is gone the blood that floweth through your vein the blood that rush is now in vain what thou has done oh mother dear? where isyour care, where is your fear? youve kill your flesh, your own offspring now you have done some wicked thing dont you know what scripture says? God care for life that you just slay you've carried all burden and take the tears and have forgotten that God is near He hear those innocent's silent cries begging you please dont take that life He sent a conscience. for you to hear but you choose to cover up your ear now. slayers repent and be ashamed leave your burden and dont be afraid go to the Lord and ask forgiveness confess your sin and be forgiven[/align][/b][/quote] please leave a comment....