19-09-2018, 01:52 PM
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Re: Leisurely Scribbles (part 5)
Try
If I try and empower my soul like James Brown
With a jive - hallelujah, a will to 'get down'
Then I find myself prone, on the floorboards alone
And I'm crying like Smokey, the tears of a clown,
It's the sin and the shame when I'm naming my thoughts,
Like I'm peeling a rotten banana, of sorts
And my life as a metaphor, better for worse
Is a curse, a conviction from heavenly courts,
Was it always this way, did I follow and pray?
Did I shout out Amen like a vibrant hooray?
Was I loved by the Lord then abandoned, ignored
Or did something convince me of faith's faux counsel?
Let me tell you, enlighten the dark in the heart
That the biased identity rips you apart,
If the strength of consensus offends you inside
Then it's time to look elsewhere, yourself for a start
And embrace the inadequate self with your arms,
Wrap a bandage around the stigmata in palms,
Dereliction of faith needn't warrant the grave
As your complex uniqueness weighs more than those psalms.
James Khan