A Poem

Here is a poem that I wrote last fall during a hebrew bible class (old testament). We were talking about one of the prophets and this just kind of came out of me. It is loosely based off of a passage, but I'm not really sure which one. Maybe you know.

A Cry for Humanity
My laments fall on deaf ears.
My message is not understood.
My people listen but do not hear.
They nod along but do not understand.

How do I find success in failure?
Where do I see light in darkness?
We shut out God, and fill ourselves with stuff.
We are not satisfied, so we buy more.

My people are not people but stuff.
My people are defined by cars.
They are defined by wars.
Where stuff cannot satisfy maybe death can.

Soon my people will be no more.
Soon my land will not exist.
Soon there will be desolate cities.
Soon there will be peace.

It's a little dark but it is the only poem that I have written that I don't think completely sucks. I don't really write a lot of poetry, so that could be part of it. The only time that I have ever really written poetry is during class when I was supposed to be paying attention. Anyhoo, I hope you enjoyed it.

Express yourself Folks,

Mark

Out of Body experiences

I feel like I have been ripped from my body. I don't feel like I am really anywhere. It is just that my body is there. I don't have any idea where I am half the time. It is as if I just exist. I don't feel sad or mad or anything. I just feel disconnected. I haven't felt myself lately. This could be because I'm a man from two cities. Driving back and forth to school every week is exhausting, and that is why I don't really feel like I'm anywhere. I almost feel like I am watching myself but is vaguely through my own eyes. I barely feel like I have a control of what is going on around me, not like I ever have. Life is passing by, and I am floating above it not really engaging with it but also not really disengaged. I am there in it but only my body. I am in the middle of an out of body experience. Drifting from place to place. Noticing very little while learning very much. I feel like I must be missing something that helps me to engage with the world around me. I don't have that slight arrogance that I once had. I don't have the feeling that I can realistically change and handle the things that are going on around me. I am still confident that everything will work out well for me and my family, but I don't know that I will have much to do with it.
Maybe this is me realizing that I have to get out of the way and let God do the work. I need to stop just reacting to circumstances and start allowing God to work through me in these circumstances. There are a lot of things that are going to happen of which I have very little control. But there are also things over which I have a lot of control. I need to engage with what's going on around me, coming down out of the clouds, and stop just responding after something happens. But instead reacting and preparing before they happen. I need to look at how things are going and start to engage with the things and change the way I look at them, or change the way things are going to work out. I don't know if any of this makes sense. This is more of a journal entry than anything else, but feel free to leave some comments.

Come down from on high and mingle with the people,

Mark