I Run

I run
Whether green plains
Black streets
Or sand hills

I run
Trying to get away
From people
And places

I run
Trying to forget life
Everything in my past
Not wanting the future

I run
Turning left
At every intersection
Every decision I make

I run
Hating God
Everything he did
All I have is anger

I run
To the end
Just to realize
I am where I started

I stop
Keeping my eyes closed
Afraid to see myself
And where I’ve gotten

I wonder
What’s the point of this life
Living and dying
Laughing and crying

I stand
Opening my eyes
Wondering what to do
Thinking this through

I hear
A voice talking to me
Saying keep running
Or come to me

I fear
But then I hear
Don’t be afraid
I am with you dear

I accept
And will never regret
To have found the purpose
Without it I’m worthless

I run
Whether green plains
Black streets
Or sand hills

I run
Following God’s lead
Everything else is dead meat
If you don’t believe me, then read

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world


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