To See a Doing of what Was Due to Come

I have never sought to share with anyone,
In the fighting of my own battles.
Nor have I ever sought to defend myself.
Against deceivers who pack their tongue with lies.
I don't even make attempts to try!
Why?
My back is protected and watched,
With a faith I trust too much.

And 'if' I am destined to face a fate,
I myself did not create.
That which has continued to protect me,
Would have long ago proven.
A faith I will never forsake,
Has been faking a power that I hallucinate.

And what I have witnessed most of my life.
Is just circumstantial evidence,
Of a doing thought achieved.
By those of misdeeds done.
With an affliction upon them of punishments,
Because to them they were due!
And I just happened along for no reason at all,
To see a doing of what was due to come.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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