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discipline


Proverbs 15:10 

10 Harsh discipline is for him who forsakes the way,
And he who hates correction will die.

 

Discipline

 

You will curb my freedom with forms of discipline

Self-imposed or otherwise am I too old to get it?

How can one give himself to a self-taught routine?

If somewhere along the line I truly will fret it

 

Smiling faces in expectation pleasing the ones who judge you

Standards set by others floating deep within desires

Dead-end contemplation still searching for convincing proof

That all of us should bother and through it get on fire

 

Maybe all in all we surely need direction

Maybe in the sunset we understand the better

Maybe after all we are just a reflection

In rebelliousness that some of us do matter

 

Jan Wienen

 

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