Friday, February 17, 2012

Dr. Seuss Meets Dr. Jekyll

Frozen in a chair.
Ain't goin' nowhere.
Feelin' like a fraud
Representin' God.

Wish I had a clue
'Bout what next to do.
Can't get a direction.
Fear's my new complexion.

Should I write a book?
An article? A story?
Should I stick to blogging folks
about Gods earthly glory?

Should I keep my mouth shut?
Who do I think I am?
Am I the deleted words?
The Garbage? Junk? The Spam?

Devil's little whisper
Turnin' to a shout.
Yellin' at me ugly thangs
Like "ridicule" and "doubt."

Satan wants the last thought.
Even the last word.
You won't win this battle, man...
Devil, you rat bastard!

Wish that I felt peace.
Wish these thoughts would cease.
Frozen in a chair.
Ain't goin' nowhere.

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