Stalemate Poem by adam reed
Stalemate
our hearts make us who we are
i feel the sin in mine
our deeds are our masks
and I've a grand disguise
it seems always a stalemate
in my endless fight
i dont feel the good
no matter how i try
i choke back the evil
through willpower alone
and i pray god will cleanse me
and purify my soul
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4/25/2024 9:27:57 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Lovely piece of poetry, well articulated, nicely encapsulated and insightfully penned with spiritual insight. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.