Thursday, March 12, 2009
Dilema
I sat down and talked to you. You seem like you understood. But I know you didn't. We talked about politics, about the backstabbing, about the betrayal and how complicated it was. You seem like you understood. But I know you didn't.I talked to you about change while trying to get the answers. You said you took it seriously. But I know you didn't. I gave my honest opinion. You said you took it seriously. But I know you didn't.
I asked you why does things happen this way. You kept silent. But I know you knew the answer. I asked you what's happening. You kept silent. And I know questions are more powerful than answers.
I was there for you when you poured out everything. I understood. But sometimes I fall short. I had to tell you whats going on. I try to understand. But sometimes I fall harder.
I gave you my promise that I won't change no matter what. I was serious. But sometimes change is inevitable. I wanted a straightforward answer. I was serious. But answers might not give me what I really need.
I was afraid of the silence. Yet you kept silent.
I told you about certain things. You said tarry. But do you really understand the need of it. I admitted I was an escapist and needed a reality check. You said tarry. But do you really understand what I am going through.
I may bend but I won't break. I might be hard pressed on every side but I won’t be crushed. I might be perplexed but I’m not in despair. I might be persecuted, but I’m not abandoned, struck down, but not dead.
Do you hear me?
On 6:38 PM, Elizabeth Zee Sparks let go.
