I’m rolling uphill
Caught square in a battle
Trying hard to Identify
Who God is now/
My brilliance being mocked
By the garrulous acts of
My idle mindset, I
Haven’t made it yet,
Yet my spirit arrived
3000 years ago/
my body’s moving slower now,
age ain’t the issue; its being weighed down
by epic proportions of bullshit/
Catch this blockbuster
Playing in HD
On your own
Local brain stem/
I’m not the only one
Feeling let down
On the daily; going crazy…
Can’t ask the Lord to help me
If I cannot feel his presence
In this place,
Can’t bow down before thee
If after all that I’ve been through
The madness thickens
And my connection
To the Lord has been erased/
Don’t quote me nothing from the Word
I know the scriptures, but on today
I need a reality break
I need to feel good fortune
Being concrete against my face,
I need to know that my next breath taken
Is doing more than spreading influenza
In this place
Where is my stepping stone,
What is that one thing
That will change
My fall from grace?
I understand this poem and your message is clear.
CarolHawks