

  
As I ponder
what might have happened, upon closer
inspection
I had begun
to use my will, and was headed in that
direction Not listening
to my inner voice, I was headed for a slip Listening to
myself, I was starting to lose my grip Subtle signs
ignored, sometimes hard to be spirit wise My mind bent
on self will, I listened to its lies Things not
going my way, feeling sorry for poor old
me Going for
what I wanted, I wouldn't let things be What I needed
I could not accept, and blocked it all out Wanting
everything made easy, always full of self
doubt Knowing that
I was doing wrong, I could still hear my inner
voice Determined to
do it my way, I left myself no choice Coming closer
to my doom, ignoring all for fools On a path of
ruin, breaking all the rules Till when I
started losing, almost everything I'd
gained Something
said no you can't, and then my resolve
waned Coming to
face myself, I finally had to stop I had to get
off the path I was on, accept anew who's on
top Remember,
events can lead, in a direction toward
setback Its up to us
to let it go, and let God put us, on track
By
Douglas A. Walker

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