Clueless

Heb 10:39 But we are not of them who draw back unto perdition;

but of them that believe to the saving of the soul.

I don’t know how to cry for others anymore

My tears long washed away ignoring the hurdles

Now all seems purposeless from ceiling to floor

Once I had hopes and longed for the future

Now a one-way street where I can’t turn around

Thirst and hunger oft with nowhere to nurture

The needs of my heart I ran into the ground

Do I need a storm of life to shake me to the core?

May be I’ll lifted up toward the Promised Land

That I just can’t see as I’m losing all the more

Maybe after all is said and done I’ll open my eyes

I’ll ignore fleeting reality as I want it to be

I’ll move the illusion without wondering: “why?”

Since I don’t have a clue in what I ought to see

Judging the watchers without knowing the score

Absorbing all excitement and lifting my shame

As my chosen ignorance knocks on every door

Jan Wienen