The Arms of Conviction
- Big Whiz
- 6 days ago
- 1 min read
The Arms of Conviction
Hold me close and never falter, for the storm outside is strong.
The chaos and confusion can shake a heart or even break a home.
So where shall I search for peace and shelter from the wind?
Your strength could ease my weakness and quiet the demons within.
But will you be my steady shield if I promise to do the same?
Be my Gibraltar in a crumbling world and never take my love in vain.
My pitiful descents are lessons that the world never lets me forget.
But if this world were yet correct, I would land upon a net.
And the tears I cry would glaze my wings and give me deeper sight.
For I would be as an angel soaring ever upward unto new heights.
Oh but alas, reality is no kinder companion than an annoying fly.
It serves no purpose but to frustrate and hinder constantly as time goes by.
Welcome or unwelcome...a companion it is to be.
So be yea steadfast and filled with faith in this storm of reality.
Make no mistake for the repercussions can span astounding depths.
For society has been redefined while forgiveness slumbered and slept.
Such debris could darken thy path and make one lose sight of his goals.
Tell me, how strong are thy arms...thy conscience...thy soul!
08-12-94
Whiz
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