Burden Poem by Adam M Snow
Burden
Rating: ★4.5
My heart is my burden,
it suffocates me to the extent of a dream.
My dreams, is my agony to my baring flesh;
I am that which is weak.
Sunday, June 2, 2013
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5/1/2024 11:06:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The flaws of this poem seem to be its strength. The imperfect syntax helps propel the message. A message related in some degree to Paul's thorn in my flesh message in 2 Corinthians 12: 7. For when I am weak, I am strong. There seems to be several layers to this poem. Mysterious. One Christian take on this might be that Jesus' words - My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. - seem yet to fully apply