The Edge Poem by Nenia Arnaiz Dulom

Is it being too honest?
Opening oneself to vulnerable state,
Offering the very existence to be a laughingstock and mockery,
An easymark of false, flaws, and all the aberration in life's realities;

Is it a speckle in the face of the earth?
A divergent to ordinary human stories,
An anomalous pattern to the human histories,
Incongrious to all human life aspects and realities;

Is it being too straightforward?
Knowing and believing that the truth hurts but sets free,
Living it to the point of injuring and impairing oneself,
Leaving the self-made hedge and comfort zone to get hurt,
And leaping to the height of susceptibility;

Is it putting oneself to the subjection of enthusiastics?
A learning stooge who still tries to handle the laughs and the mocks,
A weakling, scaredy cat, afraid and cloaking baseborn unknown personage,
Accessible to anyone and everyone's scrutinizing eyes;

Is it being a loser or idiotic?
Defenseless to unjustifiable criticism and skepticism of equal imperfects,
Seen as sinful, sensitive, stubborn, pessimistic and pathetic,
No good comes from the mind and heart like sui generis being out of this world;

Is it unprecedented ignominious?
But it says - "...all is imperfect and sinners? "
Then where is the beauty of transformation and resurrection?
Where is the essence of death and life or changes?

What could be added to the already made?
If mind and heart are already persuaded only to believe the old and the past things,
Eyes could no longer see what is there affront, shining and bright,
Ears could no longer hear the sound of harmony, peace and love;

What is god to the GOD?
What is power to the POWERFUL?
What is authority to the AUTHORITY?
What is control to the ONE WHO CONTROLS?

Is earth your dominion?
Is places your regions of empire?
Is your jurisdiction your command?
Is disputes conflict your ego and wit?

Can a hand blocks the wind?
Can a mind stops human to be born?
Or can a heart plant a tree or vine?
Can a finger spin the world in balance?

Or is it the money that fuels all?
Yes, money talks and walks,
It has ears and eyes,
It gives life and kills life;

But all that is worthy, indispensable, fundamental and essential are free;
And that is including honest to goodness honesty,
Even honesty maims, kills, freezes, debases and puts one in open embarrassment,
And invites oneself in a buffet of humiliations, degradation, and all the discomforts;

All earthbound are earthbound; pain, tears, laughs, and all human realities,
What remains is God reality in the end of it all,
And that is the most eventual moment worth the wait,
It is the most authentic, reliable, trustworthy and promising truth anyone can hold on and believe;

To the LIVING GOD WHO SITS IN THE HIGHEST HEAVEN,
All knowing, all seeing,all hearing, wise and good;
All power and dominion, supremacy and authorityin all realms;
Be the honor, praises and glory be forever given and due! Amen.