I am Broken, cause I broke someone else…
…they gave me everything, I gave nothin’ in return.
I know that I’ve wronged many too often…
…I’ve cared not for their feelings, how they’d burn.
But, alas, I look deep within the Hour-Glass of my Life, time’s running out…
…I mean not Death, rather Opportunity, to correct what went awry with me.
I blinded myself, crippling all those who cared, now they’re scared…
…they’ll never trust me again, cause I made them enamored with glee.
However, as we speak, they’ve decided to rid themselves of my arrogance…
…because I selfishly pursued my agenda and didn’t take an integral stance.
I have become the Wolf, instead of the Shepherd, prowling upon the Lamb…
…it’s something within all of us: it is the classically flawed Nature-Of-Man.
The problem is that we use our intrinsic errors as excuses to Sin…
…then have the nerve to pray to Allah, in the hopes to get a Win.
We think that, as long as we don’t get caught, that it’s ok…
…well, just keep count of how many Hearts you break a day.
I can only hope that I can redeem, reverse the Damage…
…but most of us simply enjoy Destruction, like a Savage.
Gareth Bryant
1442, A.H./2021, C.E.
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