Veil ...

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Sri Lanka

Luke 13:24 

24 “Exert every effort to enter through the narrow door,

because many, I tell you, will try to enter and will not be able to.

 

Veil

 

Self-imposed confusion ... lifelines in the palm

burning all the traces of extradition to my call

Loving the illusions ... cemented in the calm

keeping me from places ... where I could “save” my all

 

Pouring the anointing oil in my own tub

diluting it with water wanting to be civilized

Bringing it to a boil ... until my time is up

for I did not bother ... to see my heart crystallized

 

A short way to go now ... having everlasting to get there

priorities the vehicle ... as road-signs appear clear

I will somehow get ... a taste from somewhere

to overcome the obstacles ... possibly from my peers

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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