It’s been a while since we last spoke;
I know I should pray to you,
to be thankful for what was, is and will be
and to apologise for all these times;
times that I have only been the human that you’ve made me.
Let’s not put it all on me though;
some do more than they get rewarded for after all.
Ade prayed all his life but is no more.
Men left their crosses for Christ way back;
Now they bear the burdens at seventy.
I’ve asked for a sign;
not through a man but for me.
I have asked for a lot in tears.
They say when the time is right, they’ll be.
Guess being close doesn’t change a thing then.
They say the tiniest of mistakes matters;
that men will burn as angels rejoice on the other side.
Wonder how nice it is to watch us burn!
Dad is human but breaks a tear when I’m hurt;
so in the “Who Loves Me?” game, humanity wins again,
even against the gods.
Yet, all humans are in a movie;
to be judged for the roles or ‘destinies’ we’ve been given.
Doesn’t matter what we want or deserve,
“The merciful” will take our lives happily.
We’ll cry and bleed but they don’t bend for us.
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Hmm deep!!! And to be honest, I’ve had these kind of thoughts. The part of us all being in a movie, playing roles we were given.
It makes me emotional
And scared at the same time
I’ve never told you this but in the twinkle of our brief meeting, I admired you through the years for you are wise beyond your years. This hits close to home as I remember my late mom while I get into character. I watched dad break a tear last weekend as he had a dream about the woman he still… Read more »
Thanks a lot, bro.
I trust your mom is smiling down from the heavens. She would be so proud of the amazing winner you are.
Good job!!
Awesome piece
I HAVE TO READ THIS AGAIN. I LOVE IT