Sojourn

i

Madness, struggling for air, fighting

for her voice, being heard is obsolete

out dated. She has missed the opportunity

to influence, invoke change. Again losing grip

on herself she didn’t hold, couldn’t hold.

Letting go of more than her body, she let go

of power, chances, another life’s pressures

temptations, the silent enemies or allies

wanting, needing,  kneading his body.

Brick walls, deaf ground, hardened clay

his mind her chisel, she’s kneading needing

green stick. One chance, two chances, three fathers

four chances, five children. In blissful ignorance

she moves without sight. Assured in the unseen,

surely this time will be different. Insanity.

ii

Slow, ignorant, blind to reason

avoiding any truth, smart in his own head

but can’t she teach him? try to reach him?

Its not her place. Confusion consumes

her she was made, helpmate, for this

abide, abide, abide

to tolerate to dwell to withstand, await

stagnant soiled in her own filth

she finds comfort. It’s safe here.

Good intentions, fighting His vision

knowing what lies lie ahead

free will superficial thrills shallow

hollow emptiness.

Fear of missing what could be, this Boaz?

or is he just Bo’s ass? Led never leading,

you want to follow the blind? She hesitates.

iii

Lost, conviction like, page

not found. Loading loading

holiness unable to find

the issues root, searching for a

server, worthy of His name.

That one nasty, prophecy true?

Who knows she goes deeper

further bull stubborn will she

return? “Don’t go back there girl,

you can come here.” Inhale pause

idle minds takeover, rebellion no rest

no deliverance from this hole

stuck in love failed at love left

the love God is. Replaced it with

good smelling hugs, strong embraces

soft kisses and ignorance. Not

a fair trade, but she paid what it

costs, bet on black. Lost.