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Instruments of Us
Mind, mouth, eyes and hands;
all potential instruments of
sin.
If left unchecked.
Wantoness awaits
Mind your mouth.
Keep your eyes cast in their proper place
Keep your hands
at your side,
Lest it give rise to illegal transgressions
on this wild ride.
Always fighting the feelings.
Always fighting the weakness from within.
Why not follow the beat, beat, beat of that other instrument
so often ignored.
The heart, heart, heart…
It sings true,
even it is
a fool.
But yet it does tend to keep the other
instruments in line
from time to time.
by Philip Wardlow 2014
all potential instruments of
sin.
If left unchecked.
Wantoness awaits
Mind your mouth.
Keep your eyes cast in their proper place
Keep your hands
at your side,
Lest it give rise to illegal transgressions
on this wild ride.
Always fighting the feelings.
Always fighting the weakness from within.
Why not follow the beat, beat, beat of that other instrument
so often ignored.
The heart, heart, heart…
It sings true,
even it is
a fool.
But yet it does tend to keep the other
instruments in line
from time to time.
by Philip Wardlow 2014
Published 26th Jun 2014
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26th Jun 2014 5:25am
So true, the unsung heart is treacherous. I enjoyed your passages. This seems to travel. Very abstract and creative.
28th Jun 2014 1:41am
Thanks for the comments...Yes my is riddled with the abstract at times...but hopefully not so you cant understand what I am trying to say
