the MAN in the MIRRORA Poem by DannyisawriterI converse with the man
in mirror And he yells, “Why
can’t you see any clearer!?” I
pray every day But
look at this game I play I
go down my list Ask
Him to grant my wish I
then pray for other people Particular
the ones under this steeple Yet
I conveniently skip those whom I judge When
I know He says, “Judge not lest you be
judged” And
my greatest fear Is
my sin causes Him not to hear I
know I’m missing the mark With
all the things I do in the dark I
don’t even need Lucifer’s nudge Because
I consistently take the plunge I
claim it’s with God I ride Yet
I can’t even swallow my pride As,
without a word, I leave people behind But
I don’t call even when they cross my mind Some
cross it every day Yet
I try an justify it with “I don’t know what to say” I
couldn’t be more plain when I say I
want to hop on a plane and fly far, far away! Save
these thoughts for a rainy day Like
when was the last you time you talked
to your sister? Or
even prayed for her or her mister? I
pray to the Father, break
every chain But
why bother? I’m
unwilling to face the pain Isn’t
it insane!? So
I still remain the same I
thought I buried my anger Yet
the pressure gauge screams, “DANGER! DANGER!” I’m
tempted to sneak a drink or hit the ganja When
every night I go to work where spiritual depravity It
completely surrounds me! Making
any light difficult to see When
from evil I’m supposed to flee Yet
how can this be? When
I feel swelling anxiety Even
though His Word says, “Worry about nothing, Yet
pray about everything” But
it’s different this time On
the outside I’m a mime… Yet inside the only one
I’m mad at is the man in the mirror! I scream, “Why can’t
you see any clearer!?” You
can’t even control your wandering eyes When
they should be lifted on high To
certain people, do you love ‘em or hate ‘em? No
one really knows Because
your actions don’t show Did
you ever tell her you still love her? Did
you ever tell her how she actually
hurt you last summer? You
claim to not want any drama Well
no wonder your silence bites back like bad karma Well
whoopty-doo! You skip sleep to go to church? What’s
the point when you only mask the hurt? Fool
everyone with that poker face So
no one knows where your hearts been placed Into
the woods you go, it’s your great escape! Does
anyone see? Does anyone really care!? Every
night you’re having nightmares Where
your loved ones are always there And
you feel as if your life is going nowhere But
you won’t do anything on your own Because
you’re terrified of being alone Yet
God says you’re not alone And
you don’t have to do anything on your own DO
YOU EVEN LISTEN? Just
because no one around you is moving You
aren’t budging You’ve
got dreams But
you want to scream Because
you keep saying some day, some day When
really what you say Is
“NO WAY!” And
the Lord told you to wait But
you’ve got no patience, isn’t that quaint? Sometimes
time has got to slow In
order for you to grow But
who do you kid when you still call yourself a kid? You’re
turning twenty! You’ve
got to face your problems, because life brings ‘em aplenty! And in my eye there is
a glimmer As suddenly I can see a
wee bit clearer And I say to the man in
the mirror: Capable
I am not But
I know the great I AM Who
is no sham With
a love so unconditional, it isn’t a scam I guess you could say He’s my best friend Not
you because, Though
I can’t see around the next bend He
can see all the way to the end So
I live by new standards You
are no longer judge, jury or even commander Because
where He goes I’ll go Where
that is, I don’t really know But
I know the only way I’ll ever see any clearer Is
I’ve got to start looking past that man in the mirror And
unto someone far greater!
*CRASH* © 2016 DannyisawriterAuthor's Note
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Added on March 25, 2016Last Updated on March 25, 2016 AuthorDannyisawriterPAAboutAny way to use my imagination is my favorite pass time, and writing is my favorite way to express myself. I am unashamed to claim to be a Christian. And I hope that my writing will somehow be a positi.. more..Writing
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