13
May
2008
grace
a place
the only
true key
unlocking jails
setting self made prisoners
free
addiction the prison
walls slowly built
a need that we feed
a deadly way
knowing full well
slowly lead astray
good hearts
it is well
we say
its just for today
i cant do it another way?
first a lie
then you try
not to cry
so you hide
your face from your deed
those who love you plead
but in your greed
for ecstasy
you cant see
love and life
grace
and the place
in the honesty of community
where together we can be free
trust now bust
a lot of pain
will remain
to all in reach of the breach
of the promise
somehow they must
find a way
to still be grace
in the space
where now pain has taken hold
if not bold, we grow old
angry and bitter
finding the way
we can stay
fitter
for life
filled with strife
we become free
of tangible reality
we become able to see
a place
where joy is not contingent
on what is happening to me
how
can we be grace
for the pain
seems to gain
a place in our wounded hearts
it numbs our emotion
trashes hope
instills fear
confusing?
what we make safe
wounds our own self
not fair!
no longer wanting to care
share…
or bear one anothers burdens
but hope says to
and hope has done so
and i can see my wrong
i lied too
mistreated
took advantage
then expected
happy promises come true
I can act like child
too am spoiled
i steal
dont reveal
all of me
to those around
when i horded my reward
set out a cord that tripped my brother
painting my sins as better than the other
how can i go on?
must be grace
the key
that daily frees me
too
May
2008
