Spiritual Allowance

Spiritual Allowance

A Poem by Simon Welsh
"

Days exist to be wasted again and again

"
Got lost on the way to Bethlehem
instead found the local star to be a lie
How many last chances must I gamble
before I'm truly lost in this day and age?

Give me something
Give me anything
Let me find out for myself

Days exist to be wasted again and again
When the sun sets it shouldn't bother to rise
My body is weak and my mind is easily sated
Perhaps anxiety is the way forward

Show me something
Show me anything
Let me find out for myself

Maybe it's a good thing there are no monuments
to which we can find shelter
Taxation would steal it's consecration

This is today
Not yesterday or tomorrow
Give me something
Give me anything
Give me today
Let me change

© 2014 Simon Welsh


Author's Note

Simon Welsh
Something to chuck out there. B-Side worthy maybe.

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I read it twice to fully grasp it. And the second time, i really came to understand it and then love it. Beautiful job:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Interesting choice of metaphor. I got lost between the lines a couple times, but all in all, this was a well planned and cleverly crafted poem. Love it

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Kinda love this one elliott

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Got confused in a way, but it clicked together.

That's just me. I get confused easily.

It's worthy. Don't worry,

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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