All right that’s enough bird-fun. Back to work, people.
This poem is based on Job 7:19-21 which reads,
“How long will you not look away from me, nor leave me alone till I swallow my spit? If I sin, what do I do to you, you watcher of mankind? Why have you made me your mark? Why have I become a burden to you? Why do you not pardon my transgression and take away my iniquity? For now I shall lie in the earth; you will seek me, but I shall not be.”
You may listen to me read the poem via the player below.
How long are you going to stare at me, When will you unlock your look, let it go? Blink, or just give me a moment to swallow? If I sin, what does that do to you, You silent starer, Who sees all, everyone everywhere? You sufferer sniper Of pitiful blighters like me. Why fix me in the crosshairs of your gun? What on earth did I do? What have I done? Is this some game, Your idea of fun, To show who’s lost, who’s won? What wrong did I do or do you see That you’re so angry with me? Why won’t you let my sin go? Or why not take it away? I can’t keep going I won’t last one more day. The earth will be the clothes I put on If you look for me then It will be too late You’ll have waited too long There’ll be nothing left And I’ll be gone. © Randall Edwards 2021