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by Harold Millican

Forward

By Harold L. Millican

The time has passed for blame
For reacting to others disdain
The time has come to break the chain
To be a soldier of character , a processor of pain.
Deep in my hearts in my hearts of hearts
The victim has breathed
His last breath
He will no longer intercede
Between me and the person I need to be
The door is closed for feeling hurt
Because others go berserk
I’ve wasted time
And spilled too much life
Into dealing with UN-necessary strife
As I search within
The road curves and bends
To the struggle that I need
I have rediscovered my hope
I am more faithful to believe
In the God that made me and knows who I am
In the emotions that go unaddressed
I must understand
For my life is valuable
And my time on Earth is short
So excuse me if I choose to reject every single retort
For some life, is a constant maze of emergency and provocation
A constant striving that knows no rest
An endless debate with no hope of mediation
The greatest battle is not one
Littered with arrogance and pride
It’s the internal self
The mind’s eye
The ability to see inside
The clarity of self-awareness
Is where our truths are unlocked
UN-banded and UN-bridled and UN-edited we live
And then we’ll have the freedom to give
And honesty then flows
And wisdom long after
And then later the victory of mind over matter
What we are
Is nonchalantly considered without further examination
How we are
Is thoughtfully orchestrated with gentle consideration
For we exist as illustrations and lessons
From which one another can learn
Let’s be guided more toward thought
And work harder to discern
That we are all connected
And all have a season
And the next time if I have any blames
I’ll have considered my reason.



04/15/2013

Posted on 04/15/2013
Copyright © 2020 Harold Millican

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