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The Sod
I feel my insides shaking
A constant vibration
I feel my cells breaking
A simple salutation
I gave it all to God
Why do I still feel stuck in this sod?
I cannot sleep
I say up past the midnight deep
I wake up before my beep
I just want sleep
But that is not what I really want
I want…
My Friends to be safe
My Future to be known
My Family to be still
My Finals to be aced
And so, so much more
I gave it all to God,
Why am I still in this sod?
There it is again the panic
The uncertainty
The incapability
But God has peace
Has Certainty
Has Capability
I keep giving it all to God
Even the sod.
A constant vibration
I feel my cells breaking
A simple salutation
I gave it all to God
Why do I still feel stuck in this sod?
I cannot sleep
I say up past the midnight deep
I wake up before my beep
I just want sleep
But that is not what I really want
I want…
My Friends to be safe
My Future to be known
My Family to be still
My Finals to be aced
And so, so much more
I gave it all to God,
Why am I still in this sod?
There it is again the panic
The uncertainty
The incapability
But God has peace
Has Certainty
Has Capability
I keep giving it all to God
Even the sod.
Published 25th Apr 2018
Author's Note
The struggle of really feeling everything is in God's hands.
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25th Apr 2018 9:44pm
I love the dimensions adding video grants to your writes, the emotion and the pace of the write.
Daniel
Daniel
25th Apr 2018 10:47pm
26th Apr 2018 00:20am
So you haven't got round to performing this poetry to a live audience just yet then, Domi? That could well be your next move, once your diary is clear, obviously. I think you have what it takes but also that it would be equally fun! What is the sod in your poem; is it a patch of wet earth or a metaphor for life? I'm not entirely sure you see. :-)
26th Apr 2018 1:05am
I am thinking of a foggy cold Irish hill side with mud the is smushing under my feet and piled high on to one side of me the sod could also be used for warmth and fire if used right. I am not sure any time I would do a real performance. Thank you for the comment.
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30th Apr 2018 9:59pm
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30th Apr 2018 11:08pm
Thank you. I would not say it is a let down but more him letting me have a little stress to fully understand what is going on around me.
19th Jul 2018 4:26pm
I feel closer to God each time I need his help, quite frequently, to get myself through something. Needing strength, love, peace, more faith, wisdom, forgiveness, insights, revelations, direction through his word, and so much more. He always seems to give me that and more. Your poem reminds me of that.
