Is it the eyes?
Is it the looks?
Is it the character?
Is it the gender?
Of the eye or
Of the conscience,
Of the heart or
Of the mind,
Of the flesh or
Of the spirit.
Oh
How these thoughts come and
How these thoughts go.
Oh
How am I coping with this and
How are others coping with this.
Oh
How I wonder what I would do and
How I wonder what others would do.
Oh
How I question why is this happening to me and
How I question why is this happening to others.
For out of the overflow of the heart,
the mouth speaks
How I pray
to God,
to cleanse me,
to refill my cup,
to calm that storm,
to overcome.
How raw is it
that I never saw it coming upon me
How wrong is it
that I may have such thoughts flooding me
How weird is it
that we can struggle with such problems
How ignorant is it
that I have let such thought slipped in
Question the law.
Question the Word.
Question other trangressors.
Question myself.
Question my identity.
Question my identity in Christ.
Question Christ.
Oh Lord
Teach me
Your ways
Oh Lord
Awaken my spiritual eyes to see
Your careful creations
Oh Lord
Rebuke me of such
sin and ignorance
Oh Lord
Deliver me from this
feeling I have
Oh Lord
I can't do it
on my own
Oh Lord
Take me by my hand and
lead me
Oh Lord
I believe I can overcome this
with You
Oh Lord
I know that I can then teach other trangressors
Your ways
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Poems~
PoetryPoems anyone? Always thought that poetry is an interesting medium to express life in another form. May not be as talented to produce breath-taking poems nor poems that catches your attention, but do take a look! :D Feel free to provide your comments...
