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Poem written for and submitted to “Our Claim to Fame” poetry contest, Unseeking Seeker, sponsor, September 15, 2025.
OUR CLAIM TO FAME ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Line of Inquiry: “death approaches but we have no regret ~ when God questions us, we will stand erect” Now I stand upon the precipice of my waning years, Outwardly gazing upon landscape I created. Releasing sobs, my burdened spirit weeps, Exiguous wisdom upon my brow. God's gentle guidance, my ego refused to embrace. Redemption comes with God’s tender mercy and grace. Eternal encore for soul forthcoming, weighs heavy upon my mind. Thunderous voice asks, “Any regrets?” Standing erect, I reply, “Though flawed, I lived; I learned. No regrets" "Remorse? Yes, but no baggage. No guilt. No shame....my spirit's claim to fame."
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