Yearning Poem by goldtooth grin

I wish that I was wise enough
to know a deed or a simple word
to undo and unwind what I have said
and who I have been up until this point

I wish redemption was a nursery rhyme
the kind you learn as a child
and forgiveness was something your withered heart
could never live without

yet all I know is that I have no clue
how a man should start trying
to change his ways before he faces
the inevitability of dying

well, blind I will force my lazy feet
to move down cobbled streets
deaf I will force my tardy soul
to fight and persevere

for light that you have shown me oft
and shared with me daily
though dimmed by my crippled mind
is the light that I'm still yearning