In Anticipation Of Wants – Having “Patience”

From The Fracture Of The Psyche, Tumultuous Though It May Be ..
Paramount To No One, I Am The One ..

Slowly But Surely, Moving Along ..
Casually Wandering, Yet With Certainty ..

Things Don’t Move As fast, Yet I Want Them ..
Wheels Keep Turning, With Determination ..

My Body Is Getting Restless, Pressuring My Soul ..
My Mind Is Wandering, Peace Far Afar ..

Every Ounce Of Energy, Going To Moderation ..
Once, Twice, Three Times, All To No Avail ..

I Pace Up And Down, Back And Forth ..
The Urgency Of The Moment, Coming All Along ..

I Remember hearing, Patience Is A “Virtue” ..
But To My Mind, that Doesn’t Mean A Thing ..

I Ask God, Why Are You Punishing ..
The More I Listen, The Less I Hear ..

I Ask God, When Is “Relief” Coming ..
The More I Wait, No Answer Cometh ..

I Look For Angels, But None Is Around ..
Round And Round I Look, But None Is Around ..

Finally I Give Up, Sit In My Place ..
Round And Round I Look, Still Sitting ..

I Ask Myself, what More Is There To Do ..
I Answer To Myself, Not Much ..

Having waited So Long, I Will Wait Some More ..
Knowing Full Well ..

That My Relief ..
Is ..
Coming ..

O’ God ..
Give Me Strength ..

I Want To The Right Thing ..
Give Me Strength ..

I Don’t want To Shortchange Your Plan For Me ..
Give Me Strength ..

And Finally,

Give Me “Wisdom” ..
So That ..

I Wouldn’t Screw Up ..
Your Plan ..

For “Me” ..

Round And Round I Wait ..
My Relief ..

“Is” ..
“Coming” ..