Voices
Let me tell you about the voices that come as a flood to my mind
Of the whispers that creep in, in the middle of the night
Spreading deceit and lies of me
Voices that come to delude me and blind me of the truth
To stir up anger and cause offence to manifest
These voices constantly uttering words
Pushing and prodding to be heard
Seeking attention their primary motive
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Thursday 4th February 2021 6:34 am
Awareness
You call out in your despair, as the load has become too much to bare
The aid you require has your vision impaired
For the moment all you see is all about you and no one else
How to relieve yourself of this task and get some rest
What if you took a moment?
To examine those that you have enlisted for aid
Have you seen their weary hearts?
Have you seen their tired eyes?
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