Where I Went Wrong?
Sometimes, I wonder; what I did wrong;
sending me down this lonely road;
day after day; I simply try to hang on;
a baggage of memories; my load.
Am I simply living out my destiny;
is this what I’ve come here for;
has writing, become a quest for me;
only poems; and nothing more.
Surely, I deserve a greater assignment;
I’ve learned to love my neighbor;
I thought God and I were in alignment;
although his love is much greater.
The more I learned; the worse it’s become;
seems my repentance made it worse;
in so many ways; I believed we were one;
although my life was going in reverse.
I tried my best to shared God’s great love;
both in words; and as well, in deeds;
yet my works couldn’t match God above;
words were less than their needs.
What else was there left; that I could be;
writing was a talent, I’d been given;
suddenly, thoughts revealed a new me;
a poet, to say they’re forgiven;
I had little respect for such poetry;
arrogance was were I went wrong;
realizing pride had his hold on me;
my poems, made the weak, strong.
Monty 9.14.25. # 2,964