#offense
Here I am, thinking again
Trying to figure out how to win
The best offense is a good defense
Hold that thought, love will knock you off the fence
What looks good now may not last
Everything that happens is in the past
No turning back, no wishing for change
Just trying to understand why life is so strange
Hold on to your heart, get a tight grip
Love is the blisters that come from a whip
Leaving a mark for all lovers to see
Only bleeding for you and me
C.E. Uptain
4/27/26
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 4:43 PM UTC
Thanks for saying “no offense” before insulting me
- that really cleared things up.
Aug 8, 2021
Aug 8, 2021 at 11:02 AM UTC
your gun it is ignorance.
arogans it's your name.
contempt inside your veins.
you look at me from upside down. i read a scorn inside your lips.
the jeer was freezing on your eyes. you thought i'm fool?
but i am not.
Nov 22, 2019
Nov 22, 2019 at 8:01 AM UTC
I'm a reader, of words, lines, and prose
just goin where-ever, that flows
Taking a minute or two, composing reply
other times in fits, sputters, and throes
Comments left, here, there and when
just a dribble and smudge, of my pen
My meanings not always that clear
just words from me, now, and then
Dec 15, 2017
Dec 15, 2017 at 8:59 AM UTC
no speak evil
see no evil
evil no hear
world lies dumb
blind
deaf
incapacitated
Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 4:26 AM UTC
Blessed is the man
who does not take offense
I'm speaking in the present tense
There is no sitting on the fence
This poem will now take me hence...
An offense will make us stumble
Forget the bluster and the bumble
Our defense will surely crumble
In all things we must be humble
When we see another's error
Are we really all the fairer?
Look Within it will be clearer
Are we looking in a mirror?
When we see reflection's bust
Do we see lines? Perhaps some crust?
Being honest is a must!
What have we done
**that WE can't trust?**
True of the bird as well the bee
We are all one cloth you see!
Self-assessment makes you free!
This is true humility.
SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/23/2016
Jul 23, 2016
Jul 23, 2016 at 12:51 AM UTC
When the spit leaves his mouth like acid,
Speckles my face with scars and tears,
Insults are last place in my minds marathon.
The self depreciation is a serrated knife,
Plucking at the strings in my chest.
And with each snap, I am closer to collapsing.
Jan 6, 2016
Jan 6, 2016 at 11:00 AM UTC
When I dusted off the counter today
I found something that was lost before
Jesus was there by the sink,
sitting down right next to the toaster
he looked at me and asked for a coaster
he and the cherubs were drinking diet soda,
and watching the ants eat my sugar
I asked him three questions
and hear what they are
why are you sitting by the toaster?
why in the hell would you want my coaster?
and
didn't I ask you to leave last summer?
Jesus said he wanted to live in my heart
first the counter
then my heart
what's next Jehova, my first born child?
yes actually he said, before he snorted and growled
I really do want your first born child
would you like a brochure for heaven?
its pretty wild there, and the bread's all unleavened
No thanks
No thanks
Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 4:59 AM UTC
*"Pride masked the true condition of the heart.
It keeps you from dealing truth. It distorts your vision.
You never change when everything is fine.
Pride hardens your heart and dims the eyes of understanding.
It keeps you from the change of heart - repentance -
that will set you free."*
- John Bevere
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 6:16 AM UTC
How did it feel at the end ?.. were your legs as heavy as your heart as you took your last journey, upwards .. all the way to the top.
What led you to this place?. so broken, so defeated..
I can only imagine how wounded you must have felt, knowing your demise was considered entertainment to the crowd below. Goading you to jump, baying shamelessly for your blood. Updating social media status' .. phones pointed upwards so they could capture your misery and share it with the world.
That must be a very lonely place to be .. .
Did they not comprehend that you were someone's child, perhaps someone's Father.
Their lack of compassion could only have added to your brokenness, your feeling of being alone, misunderstood, unloved.
They left you no options, encouraging you to die like that, when you so obviously needed a kind voice, a kind heart to show you the way down to safety.
Did they enjoy the show ..as you came falling from the sky, did the crowd fall silent as you hit the ground ... LIFELESS .. Do they even comprehend how greatly they have sinned?
May I apologise on behalf of humanity, or share your grief for the lack of.
I hope you have gained the peace, you so desired and didn't get whilst here on earth.
(for the guy who commited suicide, jumping from a multi storey this weekend, spurred on by the crowd below)
(msrigs 17/03/2016)
Mar 18, 2015
Mar 18, 2015 at 9:47 PM UTC
Excuse-me,
Was that offensive to you?
I was just pointing out
Something obvious.
Oh dear,
If it were clear
I am sorry to disappoint
It was so smart I missed your point.
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 7:42 AM UTC
You speak of things you know not of
You lecture things you're incapable of
You accuse of things you know not true
You deny the things you know to be true
They're absurd, really, the things you say
The things that only you would say
It's unfair, really, the way you act
Demanding the things of the stuff you lacked
The way you wish that you could be
You will not find inside of me
Just turn around and view yourself
I promise I don't need your help
Just focus on the life you own
And learn that my life is my own
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 6:53 AM UTC