Showing posts with label praying. Show all posts
Showing posts with label praying. Show all posts

Sunday, July 28, 2024

“Approval"

 



her exclamations of righteousness
fill every hour of every day
as she proclaims her piety
she protects her façade of devotion
with her illusions of perfection
she announces her good deeds
by never saying no
she weaves wreaths of sacrifices
she carries the cross of expectations
over her broken body
her fears wrap around her
 when she judges herself harshly
with condemnation for human failings
she kneels in supplication
asking forgiveness for her sins
 

Coppyright 2024 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman

 

Friday, March 3, 2023

"Time Gentles Us"



Time gentles us.
The harsh edge of youth, worn smooth by experience, flashes still in our eyes.
The dreams we created during marathon letters, the hopes we shared in late night talks, 
the idealistic beliefs in our power to craft our world still simmer within us.
We write, sing, dance and paint.
We invent and design even as we age.
Our minds conceive one more challenge, and we strive instead of giving up or giving in.

Shallowness flaws some of us who search for The-Next-Best.
Praying to the false deities of selfishness, some listen to the wrong sermons.
“If I’m happy, then . . .” becomes the excuse for broken promises and heartless escapism.

Are we the hopeful or hopeless generation?
Have we fashioned a world of possibilities or of twisted humanity?



Suzette Lawrence in Austin




Copyright 2011 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman