THE BATTLE

I think then I wonder,
I wonder then I know,
I understand then I see,
I accept then I grow,

I love then I cry,
I laugh then I sorrow,
Only live for today,
Could be no tomorrow,

I sing then I dance,
I gaze into the sun,
I yearn deeply for wisdom,
Is The Battle ever won?

Says my soul to my heart,
"This thing must end",
Says my will to my longing,
"No. It must surely begin",

Fiercely I fight The Battle,
I stand here all alone,
No one cries for me,
Nowhere to call home.
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Posted: Jul 2018
About this poem:
From my youth I've tried to understand us Earthlings and our thought processes. But most times I feel I'm about the only one who gives a damn.
Just can't find my Tribe.

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Comments (2)

godsprincessonline today!
If your a Christian - then your on Jesus's tribe with all the other Christians. Maybe Jesus's tribe is the "Lost Tribe" of Israel! angel
BobbyC1348
Amen. Christians are my people, my Tribe. But far too many are deceived by modern preaching and delusional teaching that I've found it difficult to relate and be accepted since I stand firmly on the Word of God, NOT the teaching of men. "We ought to obey God rather than men."professor
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