I ask myself, am I worthy?
As prospect dawns and opportunity arises,
I wonder, have I taken the right journey?
As prospect dawns and opportunity arises,
I wonder, have I taken the right journey?
Do I deserve it?
When the conversation strikes and the truth emerges,
Did I earn it?
Suddenly I lash out, and question the questioner;
You, who know nothing of my character,
Will be judge, juror and executioner?
And should the gavel deem irredeemable,
Will be judge, juror and executioner?
And should the gavel deem irredeemable,
What then, for this man in the mirror?
What then, am I to do with this fear?
And then a calm comes over me, and answers appear.
I remember the nights I clutched my gut in despair.
And I remember the decisions I made without anyone near.
Deep in my heart I know my intentions are sincere.
I leave the question of my worth to the wisdom of years,
And let my actions speak louder than the words in your ears.
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