“Don’t Mistake My Patience for Foolishness”

By: HB CHER

Many people pass me by
They think so often
She’s rather shy.

But inside my mind
A novel sleeps
Inside my heart
Lie great defeats.

I am not afraid of what you think
Or try to impress you with a wink
Though my wit is known by few
I will do nothing to impress for new

Friendly friends added day by day
When truly your heart is lead astray
For watered down becomes your point of view
When impressing people that impress you.

Diluted thoughts, shallow topics
Avoid the thing that must be said
For surely if you mention Jesus
Your social life is as good as dead.

Keep it light
Keep it simple
Dare not ask
And cause a ripple

In the matrix of what you call life
We were born to make sure there is no strife
Agree with you, you agree with me
From other opinions we surely flee

Or perhaps you look to the other side
And wish the deeper noises
Would quickly pass you by

Go away my conscience is pricked
By the thought that what you say, just might stick
In the long run eternity is far away
Why give it a single moment of my day.

Don’t mistake my patience for foolishness
For when you go too far.
I’ll stop you where you are.
And what you’ll have to face
Will make you want my grace.

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