Another poem

So I wrote this during my lunch at work. Obviously I don't have a wife or any planned and for that matter no kids, but it fit with the poem so there it is. Enjoy!


On My Knees


The future is certain,
Especially mine.
I know what will happen,
I see it in my mind.

My job and my wife
My kids, my whole life

Its all laid out
Where, when, how.
There is no doubt
It all begins now.

The choices and decisions,
placed before with precision.

Whats this? A twist!
Everything spinning,
I slam my fist.
How? When I was winning?

My carefully planned decisions
Destroyed with a precision

I'm sorry God for my pride
Everything I planned
I'm sorry I lied
On my knees you help me land

My job and my wife
My kids, my whole life
I lay them at your feet, my Christ

continuation

there are no dead ends
only turning teaching places
one road leads to
another day to play

says one to his
friends that aren't there
doors open and close
controlled not by me
but by one who lives
truly lives beyond what i

imagine a world
that makes friends believe
that dead ends are dead
and closed doors are closed
for good leaving no way

out to the outside now
rain and wind
mud and cold
flying around the field
with old friends new

friends who support
and help show the way
along with him who lives
to open doors