Concetta Hardnett Poet Prose Poetry

Who

Who am I ?
That's a good question
I am still trying to figure that out
I really don't know 
And that's fine 
It takes time 
And it's ok to not know your full vision
Let God determine that decision
What's my purpose ?
What am I supposed to do?
I'm lost 
Don't have a clue
People view you
Before they get to know you 
And some true colors they already show you
I have dreams 
Why can't I turn them into reality
Find balance , find gravity 
On the days when I feel raggedy 
I need to be cleansed
Wash away my sins 
I want to win 
But if I loose 
I'll wake up 
Stop hitting the snooze
And grab success 
Give it my best 
Who am I
Some consider me a poet
Do I have a way with words
You know it ??
I have the heart of gold 
Trying to show it 
Who am I
I'm so much more 
Than what stares at the door 
What lies beneath the mat 
Are facts that I can do everything he said I can do
That wasn't false speaking the truth
I am beautiful amazing 
Tbe way I feel about myself I'm craving 
Craving and yearning In the inside burning with passion 
No distraction
To my greatness 
Who I am 
Not a mistake 
I'm a queen 
I'm the bell
I'm.the "E" to excel
I'm the wish to a well
Most of all I am a child of God
I am 
And discovering who I am 
Getting grounded in Christ
Is an amazing sacrifice

Written by : Concetta Hardnett
6/18/2020

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