1)
I can’t blame anyone else but myself
Nobody made me let them cut my eyes
No one made me go into disguise
Nobody made me sell my birthright prize
No one did it to me but me
No one lead me to it or made me do it
There’s no one to maim with shame but me
And there’s no gain in that anyway.
2)
I never listened to anyone anyway
I just ate their disappointment
translated it too deeply
I let it sink in to become poison
Judgement, criticism, not enough
That shit is toxic stuff
But it was my choice
It was my interpretation
Their true intention was always love
Mother says it was
Misinterpretation
Love lost in translation
3)
Maybe I’m still shell-shocked
From that original wound
The arrow remains somewhere in memory
Pull it out slowly no don’t, just leave it alone.
Live with it, grow over it, try not to despise it
Wounds are often inherited
Unless you stop it.
4)
I Choose to finally see that they loved me
I Choose to accept it
Because it’s true
They never meant to harm me
We were all fending off nightmares
In our own private hells
The devil’s spite burned bright
Kept us in prison
But hope never left us
Jesus never forgot us.
5)
This is our human legacy
This is our homeward journey
This is what we learn or don’t learn
Everyone must endure the fall
Swim upstream like gladiators
To reach forgiveness
Through Jesus’ ultimate sacrifice.
6)
Grace is salvation
A reward beyond earning
God is pure love
Look at a baby and you’ll know
God is phenomenal
Love is not sex or mere emotion
Sex is temporary corporal explosion
Love is God who created all beauty
Beyond this man made plastic ruin.
Good poem, we are responsible for all our decisions be them right or wrong, as you say we are to blame. God is Love, Love is Love and sex is not love it is animal, love-making is love so different from sex.
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Thank you. I think sex between people that love each other is beautiful but even that is temporary, I think people often confuse hormonal bonding response for love but it’s more like an addiction.
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You have described it very well. Majority of people have no idea what love really is, the vibration of love which is a pure essence and it travels long distance, well from God to us, it keeps families and relationships intact.
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Thank you ❤️
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Powerful poem reaching its crescendo in the line Love is eternity.
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Thank you, Christopher. 🙏
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Love is healing, when it is sincere. That includes loving ourselves.
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So Beautiful, I agree❣️
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I really see an indomitable spirit here rising above past trauma here. You seem to be “circling your self-critical wagons” away from you. Making them face outwards means that over time they will no longer hold youself hostage to self-criticism. Your work is full of passion as always.
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I appreciate your compliment and your perceptive ability to understand the process of healing. The more I name an issue, I feel closer to healing it, when I run away from it, it follows me relentlessly. Thank you for reading my work and sharing your insight❤️
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Nicely put ❤️
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Thank you, Doree❤️
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You’re welcome 🙂
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