Until death

Ephesians 4:22-24 

22 You were taught with reference to your former way of life to lay aside the old man who is being corrupted in accordance with deceitful desires, 23 to be renewed in the spirit of your mind, 24 and to put on the new man who has been created in God’s image—in righteousness and holiness that comes from truth.

 

It’s hard to write something beautiful standing in front of the mirror

Not that I’m really pitiful but just shallow to my own horror

 

Once filled with dreams somehow but now just covered with illusion

Always trying through whatever means to convince self all is nonsense

 

My mind working overtime as such searching through waste and debris

The storms of life have exposed as much in self-inflicted unpaid fears

 

Always reaping what I’ve sown somehow but I wonder who fertilized it

Once I had my hand on the plow but now I have standardized it

 

Good habits made me wander off as the better and best passed by

Now I bellyache a lot as an opportunity around me cries

 

“Give me life and liberty”, I will place it in my heart

I’ll carve it with civility until death does us part

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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