Tuesday, May 20, 2008

5. Silly poem

A constant noise in the background

Crying out to be heard

A voice whispering across your conscience

This isn't what you deserve

It's absurd that you won't listen

Don't say it isn't true

That whoever admits they're lonely

Living lies that can't be proved

Amaze the living creatures

With your poetic poetry

And confuse the reasonable dreamers

With your constant unvariety

All praise the Lord Most High

All honor to His name

Avoid the noise and the whisper

Cling to this one thing

That only God most High

Can ever know your name

Just thought I'd post this. Found it in one of my notebooks, along with the notes at the bottom: "Huh? Why do I write? I'm afraid to read it again. It's probably pretty absurd. But hey- at least I wrote something." It is a weird poem, though there are a few lines I like, but mostly it's just weird. Probably the oddest thing about it to me is the way I started talking about praising God at the end. Not that there is anything weird about praising God!

1 comment:

  1. The more I read it, the more it seems like it's three seperate poems squished together, it just semi-randomly changes focus.