Free Will Poem by R B Seals

Free Will

Rating: 4.8


Stifled is the word that comes to mind,
To be bound by its grip is reprehensible.
Caught up, slowed down, feeling consumed
By all its emotionally draining power, I
Have become a shell, a remnant of my former
Self and I am beaten, facing a future only
In death can the characteristics and the
Promise of peace and fulfillment be realized.

I have become that which is abhorrent:
Weakened, torn down, made subservient by
Devotion to a concept, a call to a duty that—
Over time—diminished me as a human being,
One once thought favored by his creator.

For I have laid naked my sword and freely
Impaled myself on it, unknowing the full
Ramification of the act;

For I am its disciple, its agent, and by that
Notion, exercise what it means to realize and
Appreciate the not-so-obvious truth that lies
Interlaced—distinct and dormant—within the
Framework of Man's intellect and his ability
To understand.

Saturday, October 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: religion
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 17 September 2015

Feeling is caught up with slow mind and nice wind in flow we realize. Wise sharing...10

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Clarence Prince 21 April 2015

Frame work of man's intellect and his ability to understand I'll say, man's understanding is very little! Although we may think that we know a lot, the truth is, we know very little! Without God, we are loss...! Thanks for sharing, R B Seals!

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Chinedu Dike 08 October 2014

A case of one being a slave to his desires, concept, or idea. Here one does not possess an idea, the idea possesses the person. A very unpleasant situation to be in. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.

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