As A Poet

As a part time poet That I am Running towards the night The darkness- the anonymity Bringing words to life... Bodies cast in shadow Outlines of light Outside of form the mind presides.... There are no witnesses But God himself For the virtue of effort And the art of sacrifice... A duty not to man To recognize and praise But to the nature of being human And for what you were made... I am nothing more than this And can be nothing less Or else I would perish With no reason to exist... Life is a purpose A prescription to be filled A medicine for sin And a mortality to be healed... ©All Rights Reserved-2012