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Last Poem of An Unwitting Liar I have said enough. I have thought enough. I have felt more than I deserve. All words, ideas, and emotions are left to my own suppostion. I worship God, I believe in Christ, I am not sure I am entitled to Their Grace. I am only a man who feels unworthy of any gifts or blessings. I am at the end of a mediocre life. I know love, happiness, and sorrow. I never fulfilled the rich pageant tendered to me. I am ready to die with lost opportunity. I never accepted all that was offered; from God's Gracious Design, the Salvation, the Peace, the Precious Gift of family, of loved ones; my Wife, my children, my parents. Now I am alone. I face who I am, who I was, who I will never be. My life, my existence, I leave to others, who may have an interest in my ephemeral world; in the extremely grateful life of me. |
Additional Notes:
I know this is not a good poem but it is a catharsis. Thanks for letting me bleed on you. I miss you arnie Wachmann.
This Poem was Critiqued By: Lora Silvey On Date: 2010-12-15 04:21:11
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Medard, what a deep and somewhat dark poem, and then possibly you echo the thoughts that so many have as they age and know that time can be so very short. I remember Arnie's questions in his last months; your poem reminded me of those questions--I also miss him, he was a dear friend. I could always count on Arnie to point me in the right direction, to make me think and even question my own thoughts*smile*. Your poem is well thought out, presented and moves the reader through you lines with ease, I think your closing lines are the perfect way to surmise the thoughts you've explored. Best always, Lora