A Task Master Harsh
Harsh, to myself…
Crazy, this bludgeoning of mind,
this all pervading cloud of blame
that astounds me in its ensuing,
yet I know I’m no model of propriety,
fallen to sin in sobriety,
but I stand a flagellant,
swallowing whole all the pain.
Forgiveness so easy a task,
but the self, sometimes too much to ask,
and I writhe with discomfort,
regret like a surging wave of accusation,
a cutting blade of compensation
for my shame,
and my blood spilled for the release.
In humility I relent,
try to forgive past events,
to somehow just accept who I am,
and that I will never be perfect,
mistakes are my learning,
and instead know the potential that I hold,
when love absolves the doubts in my soul.
Crazy, the pain I myself inflict,
to the novice I am, so strict,
that expects so much more than I am able,
what I can bring to the table,
yet the potential is there to behold,
and in forgiveness I shall rise,
to polish smooth my jagged side,
and to even out this stride in my path of choice.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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I can really relate to the words and sentiments expressed in this poem, Tony.
Glad you did John, appreciate your comments my friend.
I use to be much harder on myself, than I am now. I’ve become mellow and more forgiving. All part of life’s experiences. So my friend bury the task master, let up on yourself and keep peace within. It helps calm our restless souls. Another beautiful twist of words so poetically exchanged. Bravo
Thanks Vincent. Aren’t you conscientious dogging up these oldies. I barely remember writing them. Lol I just can’t keep up with myself. Lol Glad you appreciated the work my friend.