Compassion Within Us, Placed By Divine Hands
Compassion Within Us, Placed By Divine Hands
Compassion, weakness or a curse
or expression of mercy's heart,
I denying Love, which is worse
than savagery this world imparts
became blind in my silent pains
an enigma, lost, out of touch
treasuring my ill-gotten gains
my lies held firm, my needed crutch.
In ignorance racing along
my repentant soul yet cried out
I running from world's teeming throngs
destiny's hand, life turned about
compassion's touch, came not too late
*I am the master of my fate.*
Written 3rd February 5th, 2020
For famous poetic lines 2 poetry contest sponsored by Silent One.
The ending line in this new sonnet: **I am the master of my fate.**
is in reference to the line chosen:
"I am the master of my fate" - written by William Ernest Henley
Credit given to William Ernest Henley for his fine verse and the poetry
and gift of power and imaginative verse it inspired.
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2020
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