Day: August 15, 2020

I write about life as I see it

Sometimes it may seem offensive

Especially when it goes against weak virtue

I know intuitively

Isn’t that interesting?

Sincerity does not escape me

I know what a fool is going to say

Before he utters a sound

Conversely I put words in others mouths

This makes their convictions sound enlightened

     I write the truth

     Beware of me

I don’t intentionally hurt, but

My eyes do not deceive me

     I see abuse as people by pass their supposedly

     Underlings to reach out to someone from a higher “cast”

I write about love and what Jesus means

And moan when man rules supersede His

I know hurt and treachery; dig deep to

Find its roots and feel helpless except for in prayer

     There is not much I can do

I see people offended when they find what they

Believed in to be not true, baseless and hallow

I know good men but also know that we all have purpose

I am comfortable with my ideology

Betrayal is harsh and I dislike being its victim

My covenants are sacred to me and

Forgiving, although difficult at times,

Is something I willingly do

I know my truth and am thankful

STANSKI

August 15, 2020 ^

I will not drown

In the sorrow of the world

I hear the cries

The groans and

Calls for help

I look inside myself

What can I do?

No David against Goliath am I

I can pray for the oppressors

And the oppressed

Babies are still dying of starvation

The whole world over

A number we cannot comprehend

Who is going to be held responsible?

I look at myself again

Ask the same question

What can I do?

Is this God’s plan

Or does He want me to give

Not until it hurts, but

Until it feels good

The answers will unfold

The chaff will be separated from the grain

Stanski

August 15, 2020 ^