Strive
Neither prey nor pawn
nor life before the awn
soul's bitterness conforms ~ forlorn
to mediocrity before the dawn!
Contentment strives to grace its mother's arm
I strive not so ~ objecting from within
I strive to nullify complacent win
in my demeanor, hope could live again!
While nuturing, begrudged is tilled by sin ~
I seek the straighter path, filled by chagrin.
It's emptying of the vein ~ the heart rescinds
and wait upon fulfillment ~ faith's commend!
Rewarding so, truth's narrowing by extend
the bearing's seal does function only lend.
No certainty, God's will to comprehend
the bravery of the call ~ discretion's bend!
Concert with fault's appalling, seek no end,
so strive . . . the minister's falling is contend!
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