Trevor Schulte

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Bested By The Better - Poem by Trevor Schulte

Bested by iniquity,
my heart begins to drown;
as my Holy beacon
makes its last sound.
Stricken with dismay,
I fall to my safe place.
Oh, how I take advantage
of this given grace.
All I tend to do
in these rollercoaster days,
is grief my existence,
ignorant to where my heart lay.
The given peace
of my pierced salvation,
is far from my mind,
as I give way to temptation.
How I love one,
and despise the opposition;
but shy my face,
from my Holy Intuition.
Blessed are those
who walk in step,
whose day is lived
with eternalized pep.
Oh, how my envy goes out
as I prolong this drought,
where my beliefs are based
in my own doubt.
But savor the day
when that will change,
as my fallen times
become exchanged;
and in its place,
a new set pace,
for now as I walk,
I limit my grace.
For now my needs
are centered on rock,
as I strengthen my legs
and further my walk.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 30, 2008

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