Truth

Forced to change the man that I am
A struggle I must do alone
Before my very eyes
I push forward through the changes I must go through
Compliant in a life of moral ambiguity
Skinning my knee from uncertainties
A pillar, a willow
A mighty oak tree
A soft-spoken voice with tenacious ferocity
A splendid dichotomy

Somewhere in between she hides
Opening her arms to the self-evident
Clouded beyond the murky lies and verbal sediment
She exclaims with a barbaric yawp!
"it's not what you see, but what you feel within"
" A moral compass which divides the tides"
So with that, a journey I must begin
Navigating a labyrinth and guiding my kin

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The World
By John Newton

See, the world for youth prepares,
Harlot-like, her gaudy snares!
Pleasures round her seem to wait,
But 'tis all a painted cheat.

Rash and unsuspecting youth
Thinks to find thee always smooth,
Always kind, till better taught,
By experience dearly bought.

So the calm, but faithless sea
(Lively emblem, world, of thee)
Tempts the shepherd from the shore
Foreign regions to explore.

While no wrinkled wave is seen,
While the sky remains serene,
Fill'd with hopes, and golden schemes
Of a storm he little dreams.

But ere long the tempest raves,
Then he trembles at the waves;
Wishes then he had been wise,
But too late—he sinks and dies.

Hapless thus, are they, vain world,
Soon on rocks of ruin hurl'd,
Who admiring thee, untry'd,
Court thy pleasure. wealth, or pride.

Such a shipwreck had been mine,
Had not Jesus (name divine!)
Sav'd me with a mighty hand,
And restor'd my soul to land.

Now, with gratitude I raise
Ebenezers to his praise;
Now my rash pursuits are o'er,
I can trust thee, world, no more.

reply to post by pondereternity77


I particularly like this quote

Hapless thus, are they, vain world,
Soon on rocks of ruin hurl'd,
Who admiring thee, untry'd,
Court thy pleasure. wealth, or pride.

reply to post by FlySolo


I really liked that Good job
Thanks for sharing.
~nat