The Responsibility

They got us picking sides and scared to budge.
Moving like slow, doubting Ice breaker ships.
Through crowded missed out on relationships. 
Emotions cloud the ways like toxic silt. 
Making flowers in my mind quick to wilt. 

Why do we let mean, miserable folks judge. 
What we do in our homes and or our minds. 
Where thoughts are more common than advertised. 
I’ll take this chance to peek out of the blinds. 

Now I just try to decide and act right.
God is a Responsibility, day or night.
Asking for forgiveness Is way too late.
I can't ask for a loan I can't repay. 
God is final not a game to replay. 

--Brandon S., Adult