Waiting to be struck pure from above ~ Miranda O'D
All it takes is surrender, yes?
I've done that, implored
not my will but yours,prayed the seventh step,
said I was ready, go ahead,
take my defects.
Admitted I was powerless.
I can do nothing else,
right? No.
That's not how it works.
We're not spectators
in the bleachers
but players on the field
or waiting on the bench
ready to go in and do
what we're told to do,
the next right thing.
We're not the general
but the privates,
counting on the promises
contingent on our compliance.
We won't be struck pure
though purity is the result.
I've done that, implored
not my will but yours,prayed the seventh step,
said I was ready, go ahead,
take my defects.
Admitted I was powerless.
I can do nothing else,
right? No.
That's not how it works.
We're not spectators
in the bleachers
but players on the field
or waiting on the bench
ready to go in and do
what we're told to do,
the next right thing.
We're not the general
but the privates,
counting on the promises
contingent on our compliance.
We won't be struck pure
though purity is the result.
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