To Be Me

To Be Me
Warwick Allen
Friday, 12 August 2016

white whiskers
whisper
of my folly

muscles strained
well trained
of my weakness

learned brain
exclaims
my ignorance

a beast without Your mind
a babe without Your strength
a fool without Your word

I need You
                if I am
                            to be me

• identity
• surrender

Dissonance

Dissonance
Warwick Allen
Sunday, 18 October 2015

I take my soul for a stroll
Along the crumbling edge
Cliff face, to face
Imagined and the real

I see my world dissolve
In an unread history book
My space, marked place
Recorded but never told

I watch and sigh as they divide
My soul and body cannot decide
Can't agree who'll they'll have
Me be, so they fight

• identity
• inner-conflict

recording on Suno

Little Fox

Little Fox
Warwick Allen
Wednesday, 30 September 2015

The whites in your eyes,
The dim mirror hides.

So close, out of shot;
So much, not a lot.

Let's talk about this,
Little fox, my nemesis.

The thief is out there.
The thief is in here.

Tell me, who are you?
I know, already knew.

Saw through cheap disguise;
The soul in your eyes...

Is gone, do you miss it?
But mine, you won't get it.
But mine, it's well kept.

• spiritual-warfare
• identity

recording on Suno

In the Fats

In the Fats
Warwick Allen
Thursday, 14 August 1997

Who said that this would happen?
Who dictated that life would
Become as it had once been?

This is not what is written for me
In the Book
I am more
Well, I can be more
Than this

I am somebody
More than that
I am a child of God
A servant of the Almighty

He has plans for me
This I must remember
Always

• identity
• hope