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Mark Stephen Marbella
Under my shelter I hide, I flee
For the burdens amidst fetters me unfree
I ask, I wonder-questions resound
Of hypnopompic anxiety; the chains I'm bound
Where will I go, what will I do?
These days brought agony-inviting ado
Which will I choose, where will I stand:
For the passion or for the future at hand?
Beneath my doubts, my hope thaws within
The solace of desire-my calling's a sin!
Still I wander like a pilgrim lost
If this path I'm to trod will outcry the cost
Yet the whispers of lust to do what I want
Hinders the fear: a devouring chant
To be at my best, to pursue my craft
This is the cantrip, an unveiling draft
But what of my tomorrow, what of my coming years?
If everyone I hold dear ask that I hear
The inherent vision for me let be done
In prudence and intellect-an educated man
I grasp the air though it shatters my sanity
The key at its absence, my mind in mutiny
To where shall my days, my mission be spilled?
To where will my spirit, my existence fulfilled?
I ask of You, the One whom answers divine
Enlighten my despair, rescue this shadowed child!
Alas, tired in my shelter I can't hide, I can't flee
For the burdens amidst still fetters me unfree…