My heart, my dreams and my wish is for greatness but my fleshy desires imprison me, now stuck on my vanities i struggle each day to make it count. Life offer me the chances that are tight with my responsibility to being the best, but base desires drag my weary mind far away from the truth. The more i taste for fulfillment the more lost i become! Whats wrong with me i wonder? Were do i fault i question, why do people seek the wrong side of me? Why cant i be perfect in thought and actions? One thing is certain, what ever i sow that also i reap. Oh my weary soul, why engrose in immorality i wonder, the good i would, supress by the hovering evil in me. What is the essence of life if my struggles are meaningless? Why accumulate so much when the streets is full with dieing and hungry faces. The world is falling apart i realize, natures court passing judgement everyday for the sins committed against it, in debt to my purpose i struggle each day just to make it count. All i hope for is a change that will make a difference. In my dream i see a glorious beginning, a faultless life free from societal vanities and religious bigotry. Times with the fulfillment of purpose with a revelation of a blissfull life in truth. Freedom from my misplaced identity and fulfillement from a true purpose on earth so shall it be.
Posted on: Sat, 17 Aug 2013 08:57:50 +0000
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