overcome

overcome

A Poem by RuseInex

reeling from the feeling
from a shot in the dark
from the hand of a friend
added to the top
of an already hurting frame

kicked by the harsh
of what i hear and see
of what’s going on
in our world

who can sustain
keep from falling in
and swallowed by the din
of night
and forget what is right

who can endure
outside of knowing
what’s going on

to bury oneself
in the stillness of outside
in the thickets and the groves
the open meadows
and the hills
with the mountains standing guard

to keep one’s grip
while bleeding
in the face of every occassion
while the repetition of yesterday
the evil deeds done in the dark
though some play in plain sight

since time immemorial,
the unseen routine
goes on and on
while your insides scream
for change of relief

that someone might understand
the sound of your voice
and what you really want to say
is what they too feel
to hear them say,
yes, there’s more to this life
than food and drink
and entertainment
let’s talk about . . .

i will live,
yeah, mark, my friend,
i will walk by faith
the fire darts hurt like hell
the lies make me dizzy drunk
but the everlasting truth is in me

his spirit is strong
especially when i am weak
inner joy springs
up within my prayers
they flow out like waterfall torrents

kill my flesh
but never my spirit

while those that do evil
let them
while those that do good
he who endures to the end
will win a crown of life

i will preserve
i will keep

though this day
my joints throb
my teeth ache as much
in their sockets
of what was done against
and being done,
to the children of the light
in this nation
across the world

though i still
and more each day
walk feeble
my knees tremble much
i will burn the flame of faith

© 2019 RuseInex


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RuseInex
RuseInex

Fresno, CA



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