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Mar 23
I am not afraid of my mortality
I have grown accustomed to shaming
All this dirt thrown at my face
I'm still praying for the best

My relationship with God is my greatest asset
I don't mind if you share my passion
Turn back today, obey, nobody can say
they have mapped their own future or fate

I'm afraid of the power God has given me
To have a mind that can see beyond what's in front of me
I really don't want to be seen until I'm ready
In the past I've hurt some people accidentally

My people used me as a stepping stone I confess
Yet time rolls on and things progress
I don't mind being the last to clean up the mess
I like being last, at the bottom, unnoticed
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SleepEasy
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   T R Wingfield
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