If I Were Me
By Mark Edgemon

From all-creatures.org
SPIRITUAL AND INSPIRATIONAL
POETRY ARCHIVE

| Home Page | Poetry Table of Contents | Archive | Compassionate Internet Church |

If I Were Me
By Mark Edgemon

I've been me all my life,
But how well do I know myself.
Continuing to choose the hardest road by choice
Or having it thrust upon me by force of ignorance.
I don't know. You can't tell me anything...
...Or can you?
I always seek to start with what is right
And quick slide to what is wrong; uncontrollable
And yet there is the brighter upside of being unwilling,
Seeking to write about that which is right,
But always ending up with what's left.
Circular indecision; dizzying intellect,
The answer just beyond my fingertips.
It has to be; if it was in my hand's grasp,
I'd drop it every time.
Easier to hope for one day when,
Than to make the hard decisions to win!
 
The End

Go on to next poem by Mark Edgemon: If Thou Must Ask
Return to: The Works of Mark Edgemon