Rockman Pritts Poet Rhyme

Decision Through Reflection

I look into the mirror
And see a face of age
Ravaged by the love of life
And pummled by the rage

The fire that was burning
Now is growing dim
The logs of life are fewer
Than the ashes of the sin

I see my fathers features
In the lines upon my face
Am I to join his journey
Or my mothers saving grace

The words of all outsiders
Have been blocked against my ears
I must face the choice of life
Through smiles and through tears

I have to reap the consequence
Of all the things I've done
And wonder if I've lost my way
Or wonder if I've won

Rockman  :-)

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Karen Anglesey October 22, 2013 at 11:57 AM A captivating expression of self reflection.. So much to ponder and so well written.

Cherl Dunn March 13, 2013 at 4:20 PM Great write on the subject of growing older. It is a fact it happens to all of all sooner or later. Nicely put to words,

Laura Breidenthal February 9, 2013 at 4:27 PM Excellent message here, love the ending--ended on a good note, I'm glad. :) Very touching one. Keep up the brilliant work! Always, Laura

Heather Ober February 6, 2013 at 11:08 AM Wow, I love this one! Especially the second stanza - comparing the logs of life to the ashes of sin. Brilliant! :)

David Fisher February 5, 2013 at 2:42 PM I could feel the honesty in this poem. It is a winner.

Ilene Bauer February 5, 2013 at 1:48 PM very nicely written! wisdom and rhyme is a great combination...