Poetry Telling Struggles, Discovery
1/27/2016, Deon Mumple (Acrostic)
i’m a wrIter no one knows.
i tell the story, this is How it goes:
we try, Leaving our pAsts at breakneck speed,
far too Often without The things we know we need,
as the oVerture’s are Ending before we understand,
going bEyond us, way before we’re ready, and the band
doesn’t pause at all, Leading the dance, we’re breathless,
we can Yell and fight, It’s all the same big mess
if we dO, or we cry in Frustrated surrender,
pray, bUt does it mattEr?
Does prayer get answered yes at a whimsical discretion,
Making us struggle, even seeking His direction?