Lay me bare
A mortal man,
God doesn’t make it hard for those who seek
I laid my truth bare for all to see
And what did it get me?
Wine that was bitter
Shoulder pats that knocked me off kilter
Accolades that only made me guiltier
Yet I fight on
As there hasn’t been a soul to tread this path
Find your way, Jehovah Jireh
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What else is there to say
My bottled up ego filled me with malaise
Because I scribbled words your pen couldn’t scratch
Doesn’t mean I should be given praise
I shed tears
Stuck on the promise of when I cry they still see a man
Imagine if I never heard rhythm and poetry
Imagine if I never wrote my friends gag stories
Imagine if I never said no, followed him that night down the dark road
Grave robbers would have been excavating dilapidated bones
~ Lay Me Bare. An Oeuvre by Saros Grey
