Cry in anguish
You brought me for this place
The place of refection
That every man must face
With head between knees
Dare not look up
For this is the moment
We drink from the cup
Drinking unworthy
Is a foolish act
But in this moment
We find none of that
We do what we must do
To find mercy, and grace
And when the time comes
We are flat on our face...
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments5
Love the humility and grace found in the grit of life🙏🏻🕊️
I love the mix in this poem so nicely worded and metered
Well written.
Valiantstar, this hit me hard…that raw posture of surrender, head down and unable to look up, makes the whole moment feel stripped and real. It carries that sense of facing something unavoidable, searching for mercy in the middle of it. It’s heavy, honest, and it lingers. Strong work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
repentance, surrender, mercy - all so well portrayed here...
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