Powerless

Powerless

A Poem by topsyturvy

I’m enslaved by the power in my hand

Though the Lord is almighty

Right now, my God is my hand.

 

Try as I might to escape this manic state

I’ve no free will, I surrender to my fate.

© 2011 topsyturvy


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Amen. I think it's hard for most people to understand the impulse when it happens. A very string piece, as a short poem should be. I see no wasted words, the idea is clear.

- Guilt

Posted 11 Years Ago


when the God within you is present in consciousness, you will no longer feel powerless but connected and empowered.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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