These poems are from a poetry workshop we had at our church. They are based on the Seven Shadows of the Cross: Betrayal, Desertion, Unshared Vigil, Accusation, Crucifixion, Death, Burial.
For this one, we had to follow Jesus' plea in the Garden "If it is not possible for this cup to pass from me, then so be it." We were supposed to come up with a situation where we ask God for something, but it doesn't go away. If it isn't possible to heal my body, then so be it.
UNSHARED VIGIL
My mind it is wired
But I am so tired
My heart is on fire
My body’s a liar
My greatest need
Is I want to be freed
From this carcass so weak
Tis frail as a reed
With each effort I make
My joints they all ache
My bones they all break
My joy they all take
For most of my life
Filled with anger and strife
My years have been rife
With cuts from a knife
Why must this be so
To be laid so low
Wherever I go
Never to know
The thrill of a chase
Or the rush of a race
To go place to place
At a rapider pace
Or to play with my son
With nerf balls and guns
Have unfettered fun
Not to fall over, done.
To make love to my dear
And not have to fear
That we’ll both shed tears
When weakness appears
I wish I could end
All these struggles and send
These pains away and mend
So I could stretch and bend
But if this the way
I must live day to day
Unable to play
Where work makes me pay
Then let it be so
Though it may lay me low
It’s my weight to tow
Why, I may never know
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