Losing Control
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A rough patch in a poetic prayer...
It is so dark, just like night.
Father, where is the light.
Where is the light?
My candle is getting shorter.
I'm having problems shouldering these boulders.
Where is the light?
People look to me, depend on me.
Love me and hate me.
Where is the light?
Father, I'm beginning to lose my sight.
I am losing the fight.
Where is the light?
I was told that I am easy to use.
I am able to tolerate misuse.
Where is the light?
What happened to honesty and integrity.
Or simply doing what is right.
Where is the light?
Father, there was a time when I was strong.
Now I wonder if I really belong.
Where is the light?
I need you now with help from above.
Oh, Father, where is your love.
Where is the light?
Edward J. Ebbs - 10/01/11
Copyright © Edward Ebbs | Year Posted 2011
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