Words

all my life;

I have been waiting for magnificent words of truth,

searching for polished pearls of passionate wisdom

hidden within the great and wonderful secrets

of an unknown universe,

which when read would illuminate the mind

and liberate the soul

with the might and power

of which they speak,

I have read all the egotistical, self-serving

bullshit of others,

I have listened to all the self-made giants

speak of glorious triumphs

over the inner man,

I have heard all about their total and complete

conquests of the human spirit,

and in them all I see the vanity and futility

of their watery words,

they are all just passing vapor,

disappearing into the portals of time,

they are as nothing or anything,

gone within the exhalation of a breath,

snuffed like summer bugs

on highway windshields;

words;

they scurry around like cockroaches

in the middle of a kitchen floor,

they fly like ravenous bats in the dimming

nighttime skies,

they shift and moan like a whore

on a sultry Saturday night,

they rape and pillage until there is no more,

they cry out while dying a thousand deaths,

impaled upon the scallions

of shame and conceit;

I have played these word games before,

I have won and lost,

I have created illusions of the mind

while hiding within the walls

of palatial palaces,

showing only enough to satisfy

payments due,

while arousing the passions

of unquenchable fires;

but this time the stakes

are beyond the limits,

this time there is no convenient

way out,

there is no providential safety net

spread out below,

this time it is for real,

this time it is life or death,

this time it is final;

in here there are no secrets,

in here everything is brought out

into the light;

I know that for You

all things are possible,

I know that You and You alone

are LORD of my life.

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