Questions always roaming ...

Isaiah 64:10 

10 Your chosen cities have become a desert;
Zion has become a desert,
Jerusalem is a desolate ruin.

 

Questions

 

Questions always roaming ... prodding everywhere

Answers always the same ... in perspective of time

Solutions oft neglected ... again and again somewhere

until a choice is made ... when running out of time

 

Commit yourself to something as you wander in the desert

Take your rightful place in the trackless sand

Stand up and be counted even though not pleasant

to be part of a group and become important in this land

 

You can make your choice ... where you want to belong

or you will fit in ... the will of the secondary

Please don’t raise your voice as you go along

for you will be figured out in the temporary

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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