Solid Rock Poetry
God Sat
I screamed and shouted
"what in the name of sanity
is going on?"
God sat,
impassively, listening and let me continue.
I beat my fists on His chest
and threw myself to the floor
thrashing and kicking;
God sat,
unflinching, watching
and let me continue.
I hurled abuse and blame
daring Him to respond
so I could smash His arguement.
God sat,
patiently, silent
and let me continue.
Finally, when I had spent my
anger and frustration,
I cried.
Only then did He move.
taking me gently in His arms,
God sat, crying with me.
Alan Barrett
Who am I?
behind this facade
the calm I display is real?
Hardly.
Who am I?
Deep within me, I cry
for the person lost,
unable to break free;
to be me.
Why am I?
what purpose do I serve?
do I please those who matter?
not often enough,
it seems.
Where am I?
where is this life taking me?
to what destination leads this road?
is the journey, so hard to make,
really worth it?
Why do I
have to be like this?
not from choice,
but by destiny, it seems,
"not the norm" ... so cruel.
Why can't I
Just enjoy being me?
why must it cause pain?
cause bitterness?
there isn't time for all that.
Life is too short.
So do I
give in? Be who I am not?
Never!
that would be a living death.
I must be true to myself,
no matter what.
So am I
going insane? Losing it?
or is this just the way it is?
this life, filled with torment,
with too little joy.
Who am I?
behind this facade,
a free spirit,
filled with love.
Willing, wanting to share
with those who know ...
who I am.
Adrienne
Soul behind the face
would you care for me
if I was deaf and blind?
If I was quiet all the time
would you hear my voice?
Would you cry for me?
Would you even know my name at all?
Would you be my friend
even when people were around?
Would you hold me close, if I were cold?
Would you pray for me?
Would you even know my name at all?
Would you care, would you be there,
for this soul behind the face?
would you love me for what I am?
Dave