I was in love with the wrong man when
I should have been in love with God.
I wish I would have known then what I know now,
I would have been spared the pain of eating spiritual sod.
I followed this man when he had nothing.
He had a past but no present or future.
I followed this man even when he treated me bad
I thought he was my future.
But this poem is not about his treatment of me,
but of a testament of my self betrayal.
If I had loved God and loved my self as God loved me,
I would have never set myself up to fail.
God is a God of love like none other,
No man can comprehend to understand.
I should have given my heart to God,
Put is safe in the palm of His hand.
I gave my heart to this unworthy man
Deep down I hated to be loved
I didn't feel like i deserved real love
I have never experienced that kind of love before.
If I had known then what I know now,
I would have given up on that man and long gone!
But now I must live with the consequence
Of loving the wrong man for me.
But to live is too late for such
Now they are to bury me under and old oak tree.
As I hear my mother weep into the cloth that carries her sorrow filled tears,
Death at any age is no price to pay to end it beyond those mother prayed years.
In the spirit I rest, but still abiding under that test of loving myself still.
This time, loving the wrong man is no consequence to me because the body I loved
will be forever buried under the old oak just over the grassy hill.
Being in love with the wrong man proved unsuccessful for me but it is not too late for you.
Love yourself as God loves you, and you will never settle with some ungrateful fool.
When you allow God's love to fill your heart, you will gift it in return.
So when a man can see in you the love of God, He will either run or stay with you.
Then you will know that the man who loves the love of God, will also love you too!
