On Bended Knee
Liking what things are supposed to be
instead of what they are
I spend my life in wondered lust
not near, yet so afar
Wishing the truth not what it was
but what it was meant to be
I spend my nights in wish filled dreams
—my faith on bended knee
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
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