Your Will

Turning right, you told me to make a left.

You spoke to me, but I acted like I didn’t hear.

You told me to help, but I decided to be selfish.

You told me to leave; I decided I’d stay a little longer.

You told me to be quiet, I kept talking.

I was running and you specifically told me on this assignment, it required walking.

You told me to stop looking, but I kept stalking.

You told me to let you handle it; I took matters into my own hands.

My will isn’t a part of the plan and now I understand.

“Your will is for my good.”  

Written By: Marquisha Applewhite

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