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CONFITEOR
CONFITEOR
[I CONFESS]
i
I have never been
mean or cruel
and always lived
the Golden Rule
but I know my sins
at least most of them
and a deeper part of me
suffers in the knowing
ii
My words are sharp
blood on steel
weaponry
to save honor and dignity
in a hell others inflict
on me
iii
faith has forsaken me
reason has betrayed
and I am lost
somewhere between.
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Comments
loved
Mon, 2012-09-17 09:20
excellent you are you...
acceptance of what one is
I was about to ask you
what your title meant
till I dared to open the content
soft, sweet and distinctly to the hilt
no one can jilt
as you own up on every hint
that human beings come across
ere they become extinct
and you have a long way to go
ere you too are fossilized so.
take care we all are part and parcel
of an identical ilk
but most are cotton like
you are friend,
like Kashmir pure silk..
loved
Geremia
Mon, 2012-09-17 09:34
You encourage me. Your poetry
You encourage me. Your poetry is hope and light in the darknenss.
Joe
loved
Mon, 2012-09-17 09:40
you are that hope in the wilderness
you are that hope in the wilderness
you brave the total darkness
and upon my mind
cast a brush full of paint about your life
you are that hope in the wilderness
I shall always canvas
if ever on the internet
I ever had a friend
twas my friend
gere
or jerry
or geremia
to be more formal
loved
Geremia
Mon, 2012-09-17 10:15
::))
::))
loved
Mon, 2012-09-17 12:52
smiles
friend
loved