The Lord's Poet 
Fall and Thanksgiving 1999 Edition
CRY
A LITTLE...
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CONFUSED
You refuse to accept
The
person I am
But
then you won't explain
What
you expect of me.
So
what can I do
When
I just don't know
Who
I'm supposed to be?
You
deny I have any worth
The
way that I am
And
say I should change
But
never tell me how.
You
tell me what's wrong
But
seldom what's right
That
now I am lost
In
the resulting confusion.
Kathi Phillips
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ONCE
IS ENOUGH
We
try to plan our lives
Far
into future days.
We
figure this,
And
count on that
Hoping
dreams come true.
As
each day passes
We
look ahead
Forgetting
what has been.
We
count on this
And
figure that
As
dreams collapse too fast.
We
figure once
And
count again
As
finally we learn
Life
is surely long enough
To
live each day but once.
Kathi Phillips
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OLD
TAPES
As
a child I heard
Often
said of me
Many
things I thought true
Repeated
so much
I soon
believed
Their
lies reality.
Then
one day (at thirty-five)
Someone
pointed out
That
my truths were false.
Now
I can recall,
If
constantly reminded,
Today's
reality.
But
when there's no one
To
repeat newfound truths,
The
old tapes replay too loud
And
soon I hear again,
Playing
in my head,
Those
old childhood lies.
Kathi Phillips
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OUT
OF MY CONTROL
I spent
many years
Searching
through the lies
That
those in my past
Said
were truly me.
It
was not easy
To
sift through falsehoods
To
find who I was.
The
search took long
And
was quite painful
As
I set aside
All
those things I'd heard
Falsely
said of me.
And
though I now know
Past
feelings were wrong,
Many
things happen
That
I can't control
And
those old feelings surface
To
haunt a present
That
should be happy.
Kathi Phillips
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