Fox in the fable all cards on the table
my life fits well in Pandoras' box
a heart refusing a steady beat
with confusion it pounds and knocks.
"When to pay the piper"?
the fear I face everyday
is like man standing before a sniper
whose about to have his head blown away.
I've tried to play by the rules
but maybe these are
words of a desolate fool.
I sit before a screen exposing
truths in me for everyone to
review and dissect.... does that
imply I have lost my self respect
I've met with every obstacle
for many years endured
in silence real pain; but I no longer
choose to walk in acid rain..
I've become the obtuse
refusing to continue living
life as a recluse putting words to
good use and send a STRONG
MESSAGE to those who mentally and
blunt as it may seem he who
falters must redeem
a world filled with enmity
and divisions of seed.
may the Lord not deafen
his ears to the pleas
'cause we are
lost without his infinite mercies.