The Soul That God Forgot Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBAB CDDCD EFFEF GHHIH JKKJK| Who am I I wonder oft | A |
| And hope that I may see | B |
| Who it is that's me | B |
| And ask my maker up aloft | A |
| Who indeed I be | B |
| - | |
| Whyfor I'm here I ask aloud | C |
| And yearn for his reply | D |
| And search for reason why | D |
| From he beyond the cloud | C |
| Who indeed be I | D |
| - | |
| What use am I I cannot know | E |
| If I am never told | F |
| What place that I should hold | F |
| The direction I should go | E |
| Until indeed I'm old | F |
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| When do I die I ask again | G |
| When will my day be through | H |
| If now I only knew | H |
| I query this in vain | I |
| I do indeed I do | H |
| - | |
| No answer do I yet receive | J |
| He replying not | K |
| No reason for my lot | K |
| For am I when I take my leave | J |
| The soul that God forgot | K |
Alan S Jeeves
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Alan S Jeeves: Hi Iryna, Don't forget to thank your god today ~ he remembered to wake you this morning.
When the gods wish to punish us they answer our prayers ~ Oscar Wilde. Yes, ff, ASJ
Alan S Jeeves: Strolling companion (M). The only difference between a saint and a sinner is that every saint has a past and every sinner has a future. ~ Oscar Wilde. Happy strolling, Alan
Alan S Jeeves: Hi Iryna. Don't forget to thank your god today ~ he remembered to wake you this morning.
'When God wishes to punish us he answers our prayers' ~ Oscar Wilde. Yea ff, Alan
Iryna Baczynski: Jehovah knows you and cares very much about you! I know because He says so in his Word and He doesn’t tell a lie .... lament no more Alan. “Jehovah is near to all those calling on Him, to all who call on Him in truth.” (Psalm 145:18) Friends forever
Strolling companion : Jehovah knows and cares for you Alan. He is near to you by his Word!
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