Please Note:
This poem will be added to my book of poetry on recovery. The pain of watching my friends reject Christ and continue on a path of destruction has been challenging and brought out so many emotions over this past year. In regard to my book of poetry on recovery:
This book of poetry along with 100 other selected poems will be available in published book form in early 2005 . The poems are complete, but the artist is still painting. I hope you enjoy and find a kinship and healing through my painful journey. May God bless your honesty and recovery.
“It is essential that we drive out our family’s enemies so future generations won’t have to battle them. Whether our enemies take the form of alcoholism, drug use, sexual abuse, or other problems, we must resolve them rather than hand the legacy down to our children and grandchildren.” The Recovery Bible (based on the story of the Israelites in the book of Joshua).
My life is about breaking the chain; breaking the chain of alcoholism and co-dependency in my family history. With God at the forefront of my life, He has allowed me to painfully work through my past hurts, hang-ups, and habits; and I have come out on the other end a child of God that is free from my past. This life is not about me, but about becoming a useful tool for my Lord’s work. Now that I find myself on the other side, there is hope, strength, and excitement of what is yet to come. What I can be trusted with now that I am of so much more use to further God’s kingdom. I share my past only to assist and help others that are bound in the same chains that I was in, and I challenge you to break free and become all that God planned from the beginning. And now for the poem:
“Why?”
Staring at your life
through your blank slate
Pushing down
the deep seeded pain
that struggles
to break free
from the chain
that binds it
to the depths of
a soul
Hardened
with glasses
of forgetfulness
a stream
of soothing syrum
inundates and coats
any chance
of facing a reality
any hope of
surfacing to truth
any questioning of
your existence
of your fate
I look
into the eyes
of everything
I despise
unable to cope
with your
glazed
lifestyle
My anger
burns within
Why?
3/20/04
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