Michael Silver

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Duties - Poem by Michael Silver

Duties
I was given these at birth
I did not question them
They came easily to me

Duties
I was given more
Once I could read
When I had the strength to pick up a Bible
And I did not question them
For I was filled with joy

Duties
Were given to me
When I found courage to speak
And I did not question them
For I was honored to preach

Duties
Were passed down to me
When under warm waters
I was washed clean
And I did not question them
For I was proud
To be given your name

Then something came
Someone beautiful
Something unclean
Someone holy
Something sinful
And now my loyalties are mixed
My heart and mind are at war
And I don't know whose side I must choose
Excuses I have made for both
And I find myself going insane

I am faithful
But I find myself starting to question
For she is the first woman I have prayed to keep away
And the first one I pray will stay

With this I pray
And I leave in your hands
Though I ask you to forgive me for my selfishness
I shall continue being faithful
But please
Be quick in answering


Comments about Duties by Michael Silver

  • Gold Star - 4,569 Points Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar (11/10/2012 8:30:00 PM)

    a rendering poem, with excellent expression of inner feelings (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 6, 2012


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