What anger exists in me sits in the front
row of the church in which I have chosen for
for myself; it has a place of honor because
I have allowed it seek its level; above that
of true understanding; true kindness;
true empathy for the happiness of others;
true calm in the face of what may not allow
my preferred state of being to exist; yes I
have allowed it to lead my thoughts because
I am weakness looking for purpose

What have I set my mind to; is it a virtue
worthy of the rest of my life or is my life
worthy of it; is my mouth worthy to speak
of it; have my ears heard of it; does my
heart know how to love it; does my mind
comprehend it; does my spirit have the
strength to fight for it; am I merely a
weakness looking for purpose wherever
it may exist

You must know what it is that you are
choosing to be; drifting, dreaming; is it
in her eyes or can one person be all you
can see; the promise is for a life before
the things you will come to know about
her reveal themselves to you; it is the
same for the stand you decide to make
or the back you turned on what you wish
to reject from your life; because weakness
looking for a purpose must choose

Is it a story or a life you are leading; what
is it that you are sure of and what is it that
makes you blind; you must remain pure
in your purpose for what you are born to
live is what is intended; whatever fame,
praise or silence that comes upon you is
only a consequence of those who react to
you and is not to be considered as you decide
if the life you lead is worthy of the purpose
your weakness is trying to choose