spoke an anecdote
to each of my troubles
For I was disturbed
by the pace of some peers
which I cannot catch up to
and people who I cannot blend with
by a missing activity
in a lobe of my brain
as wisdom enters and leaves too soon
hurried away by a numbness
by worry and concern
of unmet desires
and falling short of responsibilities
by a consistent tug
of disappointment
weakening me as days pass
by a burden for
those who need God
but do not see
how they could carry on
by a fear of appearing dumb
to the people around
because of the way I talk
for God knows my heart
and I must not keep secret
any revelation of the gospel
by a processing once lost
of wisdom and soundness
— leading to darkness
and so by a future so dark
dimming as hope
was becoming bleak
by so many falls
consecutively
by envy and covetousness
of things not to be
— things that will not be
by a reverence distracted
from the One to whom it's due
The godless man does not have peace.
No comments:
Post a Comment