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Defining a Room by its Shadows or To those who read these simple words

Posted on December 3, 2014 by | Leave a comment

I am a person same as you
Living under a sky that’s blue
Casually strolling down a street
Anyone you could easily meet.

I am a person who needs the air
Who screams and rants that life’s not fair
But eventually will continue on my way
You could bump into me one day.

I am a person with hopes and dreams
With hidden demons and fights unseen.
Looking for knowledge from which I can glean
A kernel of respite no matter how mean.

I am a person same as you.
I have opinions I think true.
But they’re not stone set, just a gray hue
On the scale of life that holds me and you.

I am a person with a story to tell
But you are the judges so treat me well.
If you would just listen to my plea.
Please, please, please see me.

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Infallible

Posted on December 2, 2014 by | Leave a comment

When I die
Do I want to be right?
Or do I want
In my heart
To risk forever?

That a god could forgive
My obstinance,
My doubt,
And bring me in
Where I would face
The smiling faces
Of those who wish
Their god was slightly more vengeful
After all.

After all
I know those faces.
As a girl I met the holy.
I remember the devout.
Damming me,
Pitying me,
Wishing to save me.
Do I want to be with them
Forever?

Or be stuck worse off?
Justified in my logic
That at least the devil
Is as evil as he was supposed to be.
And I unwilling to accept
A god that is not.

But suppose I’m right
And destined for dust.
My only prayer
Is that the earth cannot ponder
On right and forever.
That is the compensation
I ask for having lived.

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