Forgive me

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Forgive me.

 

I don't know who's who. 

 

Who's right, who's wrong?

 

They all believe their mission. 

 

But who's right and who's wrong?

 

We all have our suspicions. 

 

 

So I lay here in the night,  my thoughts, like my eggs, all buttery scrambled...

 

Who could be a master chef  - bring it all together...

 

A recipe with unity,  where the children enter...

 

There must be a door? There must be a clue!

 

But all I hear is I am the One.

 

What should I do?

 

Would one claim to be One? to bring down number two?

 

Is number two the One that came for me and you?

 

It's all so confusing,  like a servant I am blind...

 

Forgive me please, if I take my ease, from the voices in the byway..

 

See like you, I have my proof,  the proof the world can't see.

 

So whoever you are (my bright shining star), to me you bring relief, from trouble and stress (but my life looks a mess!), for you I am a fool.

 

Let them all have their say - there's only one way, and not many walk in it...

 

But those that do, and get the clues, are lifted as they stumble  

 

In a world choked with weeds

 

His own precious seed

 

Is nurtured in the hearts of the humble  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    I like the doubt shown in the beginning of this poem it reveals open mindedness. A good write

  • Cheeky Missy

    Fascinating and thought-provoking with excellent imagery and a haunting poignancy. Thank you for sharing.

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    Valiantstar, this really moved me. The wrestling, the questions, the prayer woven through…it all feels so raw and searching. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

  • Doggerel Dave

    For the most part you captured a thought process I both recognize and am very familiar with.
    Your conclusion? Sorry we will differ there, but that doesn't detract from the rest. Thanks.

  • NafisaSB

    this one is so profound, and so true - bears thinking about indeed....



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