Gratitude

Gratitude
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desperate madness, and aching sadness once held me tight
now, unexplainable memories, NOT unendurable, that's right
time went on, and beautiful love shone through
between quivering me, and radiant you

now, these eyes see quite a bit clearer
shadows faded as the sun drew nearer
darkness shrank away, and the fog lifted
as objectives grew longer, viewpoints have shifted

the man you once knew, has changed
i was wrapped up in self, blindly deranged
swallowed by fear, and lost within sin
like Jonas, from these depths i'll rise again

cast out, from the beast to the shore
slowly drying, crying, " I will swim no more!"
warmer blood, faster flowing, melts the ice in my veins
i realize where i've been, and discard his chains

set free again, each and every day
to enjoy the world in a new way
not watching for the axe to fall
or adding another brick to the wall

i see people in a new light, through God above
reformed with help and hope, renewed through love
" i thank you all, for being there
because now i know that people care

and my heart swells with gratitude
for each one of the multitude"

stanzas in parentheses are dated, at this point, people suck!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Ditshwele Avatar
January 24, 2010 at 10:09 PM
well, being new on PS i don't know whether i should post the bread to feed your curiosity here. Am from this other country called Botswana in southern Africa. keep writin i will always be here to read your poetry....THANX.
Burton Avatar
January 23, 2010 at 10:07 AM
Enjoyed this poetry and love how real you are at the end. have a great weekend! :)
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