THIS MY FRIEND
This My Friend.....
If you allow it to be;
There is overriding factor,
That exists inside of each
Of you,
Of me,
This overriding factor,
Is the still little voice,
Which can be either or neither?
The voice of encouragement,
Or the voice of derision and destruction,
So the choice for you my friend;
Is for you to allow it to be,
For you to have this still little voice,
To carry you along,
In hope, glory and happiness,
Or dash you against the rocks,
Of hopelessness, grief and sadness,
This my friend,
Is your choice;
And this my friend,
Is if you allow it to be.
This poem is about:
Me