Ode To A Lifetime Contractor Poem by Doris Cornago

Ode To A Lifetime Contractor

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This is a journalistic report of one who's gone
Full circle in life shackled, then freed and yet
Walking on thorns, walking on eggs, not
Sufficient for this life of a mute witness
Do you see my eyes, as they see you
Do you wonder why they look away
At the mention of someone's name
Do you wonder why shadows
Cross their surface from time
To time, do you wonder at all
If I'm truly there when I cease
Commenting, am I still
Existing, what am I
Thinking, or am I
Gone, trailing
Someone
From
Shadowland
Asking him what
Was on his mind that
Day in August when he
Had to go without a word
Who sent him off on a mission
The same contractor who made that
Lifetime contract, which got in between
Our lives, before everything else comes due
Not my choice, but birds have feathers to fly
Fishes have fins, tigers have claws and sharp teeth
But I only have these eyes to see and perceive, be obedient

Ode To A Lifetime Contractor
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Our life starts out as one of obedience to traditions but there comes a time when we question our beliefs. Tradition teaches us to be deaf and mute to what goes on in our world, living a life of silence, safety and anonymity. As our eyes cannot be deceived, there is much that we struggle to reveal. Poems become our path to freedom.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Doris Cornago 18 July 2017

The photo is a depiction of someone holding our fragile life as that of a butterfly. The Lifetime Contractor is a Divine Being who is perceived to be omniscient, omnipresent, and omnipotent. If he sees all, can't he give justice to all?

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Doris Cornago 18 July 2017

This is a complaint about the meting out of unjust portions in life to people we love, a husband taken away too early as he was serving in a mission to help the lost find their way back to God. There are also many people in missions who similarly lost their loved ones to sickness, deprivations, and abandonment during service to others.

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