Redemption
By: Devin Cade

I can see your soul,
treading barren grounds,
I can see your eyes,
seeking better bounds.

Yet all you see
is repetition.
Same objects and feelings,
with a tired yet an unwise recognition. 

You’ve forgotten,
your fruits of life.
What makes things shine 
what makes things right.

If you could tear yourself
for a moment from your afflictions, 
and take a much needed look around
at your new found addictions;

You might find again
the worth of every moment,
Truly within your heart and mind,
the gift of every second, a bestowment.

Because even now,
I don’t look at the clock
as the taker...
I hold myself accountable
before time, and dare call myself a "Maker."

If you could do this, 
amidst all your detention;
you’ll slowly find yourself,
Hence your own...Redemption. 


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