Job

Never have I heard of a man that endured long-suffering,

From the things he owned to the ones he loved, even his very own skin perished,

His body died while he was alive yet he didn't curse God, I lost my mother and it took me a minute to do what he couldn't do in long months,

Even when others laughed at his pain, he remembered all he had was from God

If I was job, my name wouldn't have been writen in the good books cuz mine would have ended in death

His story reminds me that God is infact aware of all our pain and he is powerful enough to make us forget it.