Trying To Fight

Trying To Fight

Tonight, God holds my hand
       as I begin to write.
    He asks me sweetly “are
  you really trying to fight?”

      â€œOf course I am” as I
  drop his hand and wander
proudly back into the night.

    Behind, His cries for me
      to wait fall faintly on
                my ears.
 But my tears will not stop
            and accept his
  forever forgiveness-light.

– Databir Watters.

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