This is a poem i was thinking of while walking around on the U.T. campus. Its not really finished yet, but ill add more to it the more i think of it.
He controls me like a marionette
Bringing out my deepest regrets
He holds me back not letting me go
I fear that I lack the power to grow
I can do nothing but follow his will
Powerless against him, like a lion's kill
He tells me to join in the sin of this nation
Unable to resist I give in to temptation
I give in to sin again and again
I fear my controller is about to win
Then I feel something grow deep inside me
The one who controls me knows its alive in me
Hes taken aback but not yet defeated
I stand to my feet though my strength is depleted
The strings start to break as I raise my voice
The name of my Savior I begin to rejoice
My former controller now falls to his knees
Just like he did mine I ignore his pleas
He begs me to stop to let him go free
I simply reply theres no escaping from me
I rejoice louder and lift my voice higher
He screams in pain Ill give you more power
I laugh and say there is nothing greater
I have the power of my Lord and Savior
He bursts into dust he lost this war
But deep down inside I know I'll face more
But as long as I have the strength of my Lord
I will not be defeated, of that be assured
So I tell you who read this do not be afraid
For with the power of the Lord you will not be swayed
Okay thats it
I was kinda making it up as i went along so it may not flow very well but what do you expect, its me, im not a poet.
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that's pretty awesome!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Your "I am the rain" poem was very good too.
ReplyDeletethank you as well! i tend to enjoy blank verse the best.
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