Day Four: Ene(ME) - A Poem of Introspection
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Lord, since I know you can hear me
Please deliver me
from each and every one of my enemies
I can’t explain it
Don’t know how to describe it
But since I put my eyes on you
My other senses seem heightened
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And they keep on telling me
Or better yet, they keep yelling
“Ain’t you tired yet of reppin’ for a spirit in heaven
that you can’t see, touch, or speak to in the flesh?
Who you gone breathe to?”
But when I look into me
The only one I see is YOU.
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It’s your handprint on my heart
Your footprints in the sand
Your face is in the mirror
And your nail prints are in my hands.
Carry me out of this dream, dear Lord,
Don’t let it be
that the only enemy constantly looking back IS ME.
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My games, my weight, my grief, deceit, and shame,
The monstrous pain that comes with temporary gain
My circles think it’s insane
The way I shuffle blame.
My enemies are all around
But of me, I can say the same.
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I‘m spinning, back to the way I was
Sinning, still crying “Deliver US”.
Where do I go? What do I say? What do I do
When what I lack keeps me running back to you?
You said you’d never leave nor forsake me,
Don’t stop now.
Break the knees of the enemy before I can bow
to another weakness, to another mistake
Regret keeps hitting me like an earthquake.
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