Walk In Light.A Poem by Kiri JI apologise if content offends.Once upon a time, I dropped to my knees, Put my palm to palm to chin To pray. I said; “I’m sorry that I’ve doubted You this way. My God, what have I done? What have I become? I’ve lied and sworn In sinner’s tongue And I know that I’m not Worthy of your Grace… Forgive me For being born in the first place. Strolling down a city street Humming to the tunes in my mind, A stander-by wants a minute of my time. He says “hey, what’s your name? How’s your day? Do you work around here? Do you wanna make it better? We can help you if you let us, We can show you the way to heaven.” He goes on to tell me I was Born in sin, He don’t know a thing About me, my life or My family, Yet he lays his judgement on. This judgement, born Of time-contorted law And I refuse to believe The child I conceive Will be born unclean Just because he’s the Flesh and blood of me. I’m no sinner. And I’ve nothing to be Sorry for. I was born, And born to live For my own cause, So believe what you will If it gives you peace, But as I lay me Down to sleep, I pray the Lord My soul to leave Alone.
If you're right and I am wrong, If I'm wrong, We'll find out Before too long, Before long. I will take it in Good grace, ...My mistake. Until then, My mistakes are mine to make. Now, I don’t mean to be Mad with you, I believe in something too. My own conclusion Is to accept A state of confusion. I have come to my own truth, To live in love and peace, Like you. You're as much in the dark As me, I've as much chance to be wrong As you. So instead of darkness, I’ll walk in light And you’re welcome to Walk by my side. Take your faith and
Go in peace As I will do. © 2008 Kiri JReviews
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2 Reviews Added on April 18, 2008 Last Updated on April 18, 2008 AuthorKiri JMelbourne, AustraliaAboutI'm 22, Australian. I love music by the likes of Tori Amos, Imogen Heap, Regina Spektor, Sia, Amy Winehouse... Jeff Buckley, DCAB. I am a writer. I love rainy Sinatra-Sundays. I don't talk when I have.. more..Writing
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