Change in PlanA Chapter by Joshua Randall
Change in Plan
Sun sets, at the edge of the world.
Leaving me, suspended while I wait for you.
Playing cards, with a drink in my hand.
No better man with self-gratitude, then I am.
As I wait for my place in the night,
That's different, then the rags on my body, so young;
mother, with no taste or sight.
No desire for a better song, unsung.
Still ungrateful, I traveled through the world and time
To find myself, and he said, "Hi."
"I traveled to the ends of the world," I said.
"Found, I'm missing nothing, but my playing cards,
my money, with no drink in my hand."
His reply, "Now do you understand..?"
"That maybe it's time, to sway away from this life.
For some change, some chance that never began.
To withstand, some crime,
Against our family, and I,
"Would be to ask God, how's it goin'?
So, in the sky, where I did fly,
(Where he was supposed to be)
Maybe if I had a pocket-book,
O' lord maybe if I had money.
If I gave my tithing’s, would I then;
be worthy of a grateful life?
Just to live, all over again?
In reality, only to get out my ink pen,
and write. God...
I've wasted for a taste of my life.
Grateful, for the rags on my body.
Still young, had a mother,
with a drink in her hand.
Since then, God,
had a change-in-plan.
Change in Plan
Written By: Joshua Randall
Session 4; Eventually
© 2012 Joshua Randall
Eventually - Session IV, Ages 21 - 23
AboutI've written the first fantasy book out of its trilogy and am currently signed. In my spare-time, I write poetry, songs, and journal entries. Cheers *I have no interest in literary agents or publis.. more..
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