ABSOLUTION RETRIBUTION

by Grey Ajurahck   Oct 28, 2007


Sometimes in troubled introspection
in the dark corner of my desperation
I pray for some sort of resurrection
to deliver me into some form of perfection.

If the road to hell is paved
with good intentions,
somewhere ther is a sign
with my name as an inscription.

I try to be a good person
but sometimes bad decisions leave me wanting
and I am struck with depression,
an angst and guilt so haunting.

We are all capable of right and wrong,
and sometimes temptation
is just too strong.

I've been selfless and giving,
full of empathy and sympathy, the white knight,
but also I've been selfish and self serving
weith only my own desires in sight.

I've hurt those I love
much to my own pain,
although I've been forgiven,
still it leaves a stain.

We are all sinners,
we are are all saints,
sometimes we succumb
to that which taints.

I've been a philanthropic humanitarian,
an idealist with only best wishes,
but sometimes I stray from my path
and find myself pernicious.

I don't deserve perdition,
rather I seek purgatory
to find my salvation,
my faults transformed to humble glory.

So I let out a sigh
as I continue to try,
To be and do the best I can,
for after all, I am only a man.

August 6, 2007

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