Confusion or

Proverbs 25:28 

28 A person without self-control
    is like a city with broken-down walls.

 

Confusion or …

 

Now I know reality … I am totally confused

I can see clearly with my eyes completely closed

I don’t need any help in my self-abuse

For I love so dearly the “me” in every pose

 

I lost my mind for it was not worth the keeping

It took my heart wherever it wanted to be

Surely now I am ready to do all the reaping

As this sacrifice was surely far beyond my plea

 

What a way to end this pad and fill it with nonsense

What lack of reason can do for a confused man?

Whatever the next pad brings it won’t be filled with pretense

For that is so in the season so that everyone can pen

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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