Desperate Measures (Counter Wait)

Desperate measures tipped my scale. One side pass and the other side fail. Losing my way I tipped the scale. Temptation set sail on a voyage to fail. Am I a man or a male? A father or a dad? The epitome of what is needed or the self-hatred that feeds on what society says I am?

Do I indulge in what the world needs?

A counter wait of God can tip the scale. Life is always about pass/fail, often its about learn, yet do I scale back when I measure my mark left on this world?


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