‘Traces in Forgive’

A sample from Book 9

 Traces in Forgive
  
 she felt its trace
sweet word's lace
 soft-spoken based
 deep inside- 
yes...she felt its trace
  
 sneaking up inside
like a burning desire
 
 give it
let it live

 as her sixth sense
stood the fence
  
 no, no, no
it's all a show
  
 face after face
 encountering
same's constant date
 lies, deception, betray
 nothing real
stands behind
words in say
  
 she bows her head
thinking of words said
  
 why this careless play
why not just go away
  
 then tears cry
not for self–
 as in her bed
she lies
 –but for souls
behind her tries
 –their coming day
 served on a self-made
imagined silver-lined tray
  
 karma
its coming arena
 choices in free-will
 consequences- 
already sealed
  
 in her bowed stance
she dances her dance
 –for them
solemn in pray
 nothing more to say
 for truth
all they had to do–
 say it
-her total
  
 I forgive you
  
 washing it
all away
  
 now...just in self
to give
 forgive
without them ever knowing
 –her never willing
in showing
 her forever hiding
her deepness
 in always loving
 as they live
in the continue of dying
  
 as she moves
forward in free
  
 even if she meets
the Lord first
  
 in her bowed stance
knowing truth
 they'll still be in fool
 drooling in thirst
seeking free
 without ever
having the joy of it
in see

(March 20, 2016)—I think my next piece will be about the damn lie. What is so damn hard about just saying the truth? It breaks my heart to trust, then hear the lie. For what? What purpose does it serve? Why shatter someone’s trust and belief in you because you couldn’t face your own truth? That makes no sense to me. None.

Call me gullible. I don’t care. A lie is a lie. Maybe, that is why God made it one of the Ten Commandments! The lie destroys for absolutely no reason at all! I’d rather tell the truth. It’s easier. So what, someone will get mad at me. They’ll eventually get over it, then it’ll be done with. I won’t have to come up with something else because the truth is just that—the truth. It doesn’t change.

Why lie? That’s just a coward’s way. You can be the best lover, the best kisser, the richest guy…I catch the lie and you’re dirt in my eyes. Dirt. You’d have to do a hell of a lot to change that around. I guess…an act of God. I know that sounds like judgment. It’s not really. It’s just how my heart works. Damn, it’s hard for God to forgive a lie. Yes, He eventually does once you do your penitence and ask Him.

So…giving someone trust takes a lot from me after what I’ve been through. To encounter the lie…well…no need to expand. Don’t lie. It’s that simple. You know I’m going to say it like it is. There you go!

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