My Pen and My Soul
My pen and I
Blood, ink to my verse
Spoken words of doubt taunt me
Solid shades of wisdom, many to see
My heart looks at me and sighs
Am I truly lost, I walk with no direction
Yet I find comfort in the waves
Waves of many, whom too are lost as I
How I didn't even notice that joy was absent in my life
Has my heart truly hardened?
At least I fear the world less
So many point fingers, hypocrites!
They judge as they too are guilty
What happens next, love is rare
This world used to be a loving place
All ends and so does life
Taking dreams and faith alike
The shadow of man will remain
But the faith? Where did it go
The son of man died for you
And yet many see it not
In you Jehovah the most high god I place my spirit
May my heart serve you well at your will
Amen.
Copyright © Edward Orozco | Year Posted 2012
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