My Back To The Light

All of my life,

 I’ve been trying to hide

Drifting untethered

 roaming inside

 

All of my life,

 I have chosen to wait

Judging unholy

 making mistakes

 

All of my life,

 my arms have been short

The reach much too long

 as failure reports

 

All of my life,

 the truth insecure

My back to the light

  —the present unsure

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2014)

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