4 June 2024

Was feeling a bit existential, and waxed a bit poetic about the meaning of my own life. This is very religious in nature, short as it is so be warned.

Who am I?

A sinner, a failure, a dropout?

Once, perhaps, and fair enough,

E’en now I have my struggles.

But…

Who am I?

A writer, a dreamer, a poet?

So I am, but only thus?

Nay, such is but skin-deep.

Then…

Who am I?

A son of God

A disciple of Christ

Brother, uncle, nephew, son

Covenanted

Ever forward I strive to tread.