Pass The Brass

I had a plan to write out an elaborate paragraph or two to accompany this poem, but writer’s block seems to have plagued my mind. So I’m just going to write out the poem and I’ll see if I can’t write anything else to go with it in the future.

GILDED

It’s all over and it ends as such,
my only crime is that I cared too much.

By relations burned, my lesson’s learned.
On self reflection my thoughts have turned.

And so it is, all was for naught,
my own solitude is what I’ve wrought.

But I’m only human after all.
I’m still subject to the occasional fall.

As I pick myself up off the ground,
a new inner strength is what I’ve found.

I can see now, where I made my mistake,
my personal desires I tried to slake.

So once again I’ve proved my fallibility.
I lay myself before the Father, denouncing my ability.

I ask the Ghost to make me stronger,
to these fleshly desires, may I be bound no longer.

Guide me from earthly temptation’s pain,
instead warm my soul with Salvation’s eternal flame.

I see now that it is the Spirit which I long for,
My God…

My God…

How long was I gone for?

This entry was posted on Tuesday, August 1st, 2006 at 9:25 am and is filed under General. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.