The blank slate
that I was born with,
corrupted beyond recognition
by years of abuse.
Many wrote on it
that I can not now
recognize my writing.
Blessed are those
left alone
to write their own course.
For many,
it’s a search in wilderness
for the blank slate,
that they can write their own.
A mirror fractured and fragmented
does not reflect me,
I now see
what I want to see
what others want to see in me.
The blank slate has
gone dark
long ago.
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Beautiful poem, with which, I am sure many will identify themselves.
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Thank you. It’s just mid day here. Will have to wait many hours for any moonbeam.
Reminded me of a Governor Moonbeam of California 😀
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You waited all these years,
So what are few hours
For moonbeams to
Appear?
And in Governor Moonbeam’s backyard?
I would wait for the
Moonbeams to appear!
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😀😀😀
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All those little creatures with blank slates show evidence of “selfishness” very fast. Some seem not to care, coming to a tragic end. Some decide to put on a better front and act more civilized. Hopefully someone will help write for them as they struggle with the battle.
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yes, we all come in pure and then get corrupted. Who to point out fingers to? Society, environment, circumstances, poverty? The list can go on and on. I only hope everyone gets a second chance.
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You left out the cause of corruption to that blank slate – self. – I point to Adam. A blank slate does not mean nothing for beginning. I comes with ability to choose good or evil. The blank slate just means nothing has been written yet. Even a blank slate comes with beginnings – DNA combinations even if nothing else. Blank slate does not mean a pure slate or a holy slate. Good or bad – doesn’t take long to see in what direction the writing begins.
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So the creator corrupted the blank slate? 😀
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Sad to say, he gave the “self” to ability to make the choice. But he does not hold that “self” to accountability until it can make a choice. God is good; the absence of good is evil.
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No grey areas allowed Oneta?
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