Friday, February 12, 2010

Optimism of a guilty child

I descend, I get a hold
I tumble down, I acquire
Lucifer triumphs
Jesus bows down and weeps
I nail him down on the cross all over
My inhibitions control me
My inequities take power
My worthiness restores
Hope’s just a remnant
It’s a struggle, I’m convinced
It’s a long one, I’m sure
I will beyond doubt develop
Hope is what's left
Optimism my only hope