Revelations

From birth I was told

To deny my self

No pleasure was worth 

An eternity of Hell

All around I saw

Sacrifice and tears

The reward to come later

Be a sheep or a lamb

I tried to follow

Put my glitter aside

Call out to a God

His will be done

They pray for disease

To test their faith

I prayed for courage

To discover the truth 

One day I woke up

And looked around 

No one was smiling

No one was alive

I cannot wait 

For a second coming

When the first coming 

Has never occurred 

I had a revelation

My life is my choice

I can cower in fear

Or just paint my nails 

I give thanks all the time

Not just at meals

Sunday mornings are peaceful 

As I sleep in my bed

I profess to be useful

Out in the world 

I am the creator

Of my own destiny 

Let me tell you the story 

I will write every word

I’m not longing for comfort 

I don’t wander the desert 

My days are not weary

I reap what I sow

So I plant sparkly dreams 

And onward rejoicing I go

Sincerely,

LeNora Faye

Bitchy Bookkeeper 

Almost an Author 

Former Fantastic Violinist 

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