Confessional

“Reconciliation” by Daniela Isache

(Originally posted February 2014)
 

sin sweats in my shoes
fragrant as the Eden tree
incense and penance

Confession

“Confessions of Pastel Blue Moons”
Painting by Kazuya Akimoto
From art365.joeuser.com

the fates have been
both kind and cruel
but then so have I

my lot seems on par
no more and no less
than I surely deserve

to improve it would need
me be more often kind
but the math may not work

for the world appears
quite the more filled with
those earned of my wrath

I am not enough holy
to turn aside evil with
love and forgiveness

and so must I settle for
a life of mixed blessings
in pride of my conscience

my hands will forever
form warm open palms
or firm punishing fists

all depends on the minds
that I meet and the content
of character wanting a judge

yet I know that my own
moral hubris is more
than entitles a man

therein lies my deep flaw
the singular weakness
afflicting my soul

I can’t help but react
to the right and the wrong
that surround me

if my joys and distress are
unbalanced they are at least
honest and answerable

when my judgment arrives
I’ll accept and endure all its
consequence free of regret

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“Art, like morality, consists in drawing the line somewhere.” – G K Chesterton