As A Poet

As a part time poet
That I am
Running towards the night
The darkness- the anonymity
Bringing words to life...

Bodies cast in shadow
Outlines of light
Outside of form
the mind presides....

There are no witnesses
But God himself
For the virtue of effort
And the art of sacrifice...

A duty not to man
To recognize and praise
But to the nature of being human
And for what you were made...

I am nothing more than this
And can be nothing less
Or else I would perish
With no reason to exist...

Life is a purpose
A prescription to be filled
A medicine for sin
And a mortality to be healed...

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poem by Romeo Della Valle
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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