Love one another as Jesus has loved us.

A Wicked Game

Self-pity, what a wicked game you play

Convincing me all is forever lost

Luring me down a dangerous roadway

Anesthetizing pain at any cost


Erecting an impenetrable wall

No unconditional love for others

Doubt and regret roars like a waterfall

Never silent these cruel tormentors


Emotionless, unfriendly, distrustful

Abandoning hope of a better life

Welcoming scarceness as acceptable

Expecting no more till the afterlife


But this is not what Jesus has promised

I am to live a life of fruitfulness

Victorious, brave, the Lord’s activist

Wholeheartedly trusting in His goodness


Christ’s bold voice in the deafening darkness

Amazing light showcasing His glory

Compassionate and loving, not callous

No fearfulness, apathy, self-pity


This day I choose a life of abundance

Overflowing with Christ’s grace and mercy

No longer meditating on absence

Believing my destiny won’t tarry

Be a VOICE shouting into the wilderness.

“CHRIST is returning!”


6 thoughts on “A Wicked Game

  1. tedtalkspoetry says:

    Great poem!

    1. Rita Poynor says:

      Thanks Ted! Who would have thought speaking from the heart would be so powerful? The Lord of course! Thanks for stopping by. Have a wonderful week!

  2. tedtalkspoetry says:


  3. mrteague says:

    Thank you for posting this. I’m going to meditate on it!

    1. Rita Poynor says:

      Thanks for visiting. Any revelations? Have a wonderful weekend!

      1. mrteague says:

        The poem listed some symptoms of self-pity I hadn’t considered before. It gave me food for thought!

Be a VOICE shouting in the silence. Lets love others!

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