What made you feel indifferent?
Maybe, prayers fell, deaf ears sent.
Was there a past you couldn’t conceal?
Pieces of you broken that wouldn’t seal.
Is it virtuous, living disguised, behind those lies?
Tattered rags of curtains, not letting light revise.
Weren’t you appreciated?
Your daily deeds not compensated.
There is no authenticity,
Sense of responsibility.
Creating patterns of actions you keep rueing.
Never stopping, thinking of your undoing.
Head pounding with aches and much pain.
A serenade of that refrain.
In life, trying to give back something real,
Searching for options to make ‘heart’ feel.
Dragging baggage with these hollow truths you lived,
Praying profoundly, learning each day to forgive.
Opposing what’s not genuine,
Who are we to judge the refined,
Potters clay, our maker so formed,
Knowing perfectly His shape born.
Creations designed to honour and befriend, to share —
What made you feel? I remembered to care.
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