Accidental Poet

Survivor

 

In the course of my lifetime

I’ve survived many injuries

Scrapes, cuts and bruises

Even gone under the knife for surgery

But the scars that run the deepest

Are injuries not of the flesh

On the pages of my memory

I wish they weren’t still so fresh

 

I’m a survivor of the world

I’ll take a lickin’

And keep on tickin’

Made my share of mistakes

And I’ll own them with pride

But you might notice

A brighter glow I have inside

 

For its traveling that hard road

That makes me yearn for more

To dig deep within myself

And know what’s there at my core

That the hardest questions

Can have the simplest answers

All the lessons in life

Will make me a better dancer

 

And when God calls me home

I know my life will be reviewed

All my faults and regrets

Ethics and morals too

For running the gauntlet of life

And reaching the end with a smile

Hopefully God will take into consideration

That I still know life is a gift with every mile

 

Yes, I’m a survivor

But I’m not alone

We’re all survivors

Sisters and brothers, a family known

You lean on me

And I’ll lean on you

We all got each other

And God’s got us too

 

Copyright © Accidental Poet 2014

Comments7

  • Christina8

    Beautiful thoughts--"survivor of the world"-excellent! I really enjoyed this poem. Very relatable. Great one, AP!

    • Accidental Poet

      Thanks for reading and complimenting Christina. It's a huge boost of confirmation that my words have meaning and bearing with those who read them.

    • Goldfinch60

      We all will survive with Gods help,

      • Accidental Poet

        Thanks for reading Andy. I just hope God feels we're worthy of his help. With some people in this world, I just don't know.

      • poetboy5454

        Beautiful piece.

      • FineB

        I really enjoyed this poem.

        Thank you Accidental Poet you are a true survivor.

        Keep writing
        FineB

        • Accidental Poet

          So far so good FineB. Thanks for reading and commenting.

        • myself and me

          A beautiful poem for this special season. We are survivors.

        • w c

          Thanks AP. We really are all family.

        • FredPeyer

          Very well penned, AP! Yes, we are all survivors and we are all family too. You know, the older I get the more I realize how short life really is. I don't have time anymore to worry about scars, both physical and mental. I want to do the same your mentioned in your poem: Find what is at my core.
          I enjoy your writing very much. Makes me think.

          • Accidental Poet

            Thank you Fred for reading and the compliment.



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