A one-sided conversation
I sustain and bring anew
Cloaked in ignorance
A monologue is a regular offering as a due
Why then the complain of no serenity?
Why not a brief but clear understanding of His Magnanimity?
Five minutes of recollection
But a minute for reflection
“I’m trying”, is the objection
But off-set focus is the real projection
“Do you not hear?”, the mind questions out of fear
But four corners of a box is to what I am beginning to adhere
“Distracted you are”, I understand without a tear
“A base thing you will become”, the mind urges, “with a blackened heart as a
smear.”
“Pay heed before your soul becomes undone.”
“Before you and the ground become forever one.”
Alas, I cling to hope from Him,
Resisting this despicable fight inside that I cannot bear
“Lord, only let me good do,
Else this life be about nothing much but ado.”
By: Aaliyah Alam
