A Poem Titled "SALVATION"

Dear Lord,
How do I win?
How do I start to love the way YOU want me to? Where do I begin?
YOU were always the answer to the problems I was in.
So when it's time to give back for all those things
How do I give and yet not sin?
I don't want to lose!
I love all the things that make us distant
But if it came down to it right now,
You know who's side I'd choose
But it's so hard, LORD, make me a vessel that YOU can use
I can't do it on my own
How do I show YOU that YOUR heart's where I wanna make my home
When everything I love makes me bow at Satan's thrown
I can't make it on my own!
For even with the whole world as friends...
Without YOU, make no mistake, I'm still alone!
So I'm HERE GOD!
Please send an Angel with a comb
Or even a brush
but please make it fast I'm sort of in a rush
All of my oppressors are telling me to hush
But I wake up everyday simply yearning for YOUR touch
Without YOU I am crushed
Everything second indulging in transgression is almost addictive
I need Your blessing, with YOU I feel so lifted
For YOU're the reason why Im gifted
He that dwelleth in the secret place shall abide under the shadow of The Almighty.
So does that mean that I'll be alright? We,
spend most of our lives looking for someone to love us
And YOU're right there under our nose, You need no Columbus to discover
I was told never lie, steal or kill and make too many attachments, too
And never call this place my home because I'm just a pilgrim passing through
But how do I make myself a visitor in the only place I know...I guess that's what I'm asking YOU
I try to live my life in a peaceful, loving and humble attitude
And make sure that before I die I did all that I had to do
Sometimes I cried because I was mad at YOU
Like when my aunt died but I know YOU know best and forever I give YOU gratitude
Plus all of the other problems in my life...Sometimes the rain reminds me of the pain and the bad memories seem to build up like a dirty puddle
But I aspire an attitude of contentness because everyone around you always has a bigger struggle
When I was younger I hated going to church like a visit to the dentist
And check me out now, everyday my meal consist of
A plate of prayer and faith with a side of forgiveness and repentance.
So now I know that music, women, drugs and alcohol, food...all of them are a test
And I'll study and pass with flying colors, even if I gain my soul and lose the world because YOU made me so I'm sure YOU know what's best!