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A Second Chance

A Second Chance

 

I did not listen to His voice

I allowed it to be smothered by other voices

I listened to my own voice

and to my own detriment

I had joined the foolish

and participated in their futile games

I followed their callings and conformed

as those led to a prepared slaughter

I jeopardised my soul and life

In old age I repent of this daily

time wasted, time past, irretrieveable 

Yet mercy and compassion heralds the same voice

I clearly hear the call

Am I too old to respond? 

as I know what my answer will be

I shall follow the voice until eternity

and repent along the way

because there has never been another way

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keith jeffries

Mon 1st Aug 2022 09:29

John,
Thank you for your comment. This realisation which prompted the poem has come about gradually and I hope the time available to have a second chance is now present.
Thank you again,
Keith

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John Botterill

Mon 1st Aug 2022 08:00

A story told with great passion and sincerity, Keith. It must have taken courage to write this poem. Well done you! 👍

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keith jeffries

Sun 31st Jul 2022 16:42

Thank you to: Frederick, Stephen A., Holden, Moonlight and Carol for your likes of this poem. Thank you also to Stephen G for your comment. The poem is I suppose a clear example of how subjective poetry can be which often confuses the reader. Thank you all for reading the poem.
Keith

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Stephen Gospage

Sun 31st Jul 2022 08:45

This is so well expressed, Keith, and your sincerity and honesty comes across through the words.

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