Bj Fard Poet Free verse

Journey From Death To Birth

Ego? What ego?
I threw it out the window
my self-confidence I'm sure you meant
has swelled sped up to tempo
Jesus is in me, for I consumed him whole
I guess that makes me holier 
than most the status=quo

Two separate angels 
are fighting for my life
one's guarding me in daytime
one's guiding me through night
if I seem uptight, it's because the pressure
is held under the gun of the high noon sun
and rising clouds of steam thick white
if I find I'm right, the time has now come
will the unforgiven angels and demons
begin to be the abstaining ones?

Will I learn my lesson?
or just go on the plight of hate
consuming the remaining traces of
what the darkness couldn't take
my biggest fear is that a fate
turns not really real to see
floating on higher planes these days
is hardly new to me
until an inner peace, invades me in discretion
black rosary, please show me the way in your direction

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