Prevailing winds have shifted
My data is un-encrypted
My heart has been uplifted.
It seems that God has sifted
The greediness from me.
The need to be moving
quickly through life, preoccupied with
what's next on the list
Not pausing to think
I am on the brink
Of a natural disaster
My head made of plaster
a slave to my master
But now it's all different
At least when I am hell-bent
On keeping my feet on the ground
And on placing one foot in front of the other
Not hoping to see how much ground I can cover
No, I'd rather tarry
in this moment, I'm very
Excited to start
Replaying my part
In the grand scheme of things
1 comment:
your poetry is quite good. Just remember.. We were born innocent and carrying this weight around is so difficult
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