What am I to be? Is there a way to know?
Is it just DNA or is it how I play?
Who will help me change?
Am I consigned to be irrelevant and a slave
To forces controlling me?
I know the evil my ancestors did
The family fables that reconstruct their id
Now I see myself acting out those things
I said I would never do, I hated those acts
Help me not to do or be like them
I do want their accomplishments
Many things I live about me
Change those things I hate
Go thru me like a cleansing rain
Take away my pain and shame
Today I will be kind and smile, uncritical
Helping those around me survive their own demons
Lord is there a way to harness all the good in You
Putting it in me so that I can be a reflection of You?
Then my ego flairs its nasty claims and responds with pain
Back to You I run, Lord I’ve failed again and evil’s won
The sun sets, day done, What am I to be? Is there a way to know?
Jesus comes to me, “be calm, be slow, listen and know that I love you”
Etched in my brain is His response, the night, the morning, the new day
Today I will be kind and smile, uncritical
Clay Corvin
November 25, 2007