by Rebecca Lynn
Why do you give me choices?
Some are so petty, and others so immense
Why do you give me feelings I can't control?
Many that fill my heart with grief
Why do you give me a conscience I can't ignore?
Why do you give me all these things
That guide me through my life
When all I do for you can't compare
To what you do for me?
The only thing you gave me
That I cannot use, is freedom
For I will always bow down to you
On bended knee
Poem Copyright © 1998 Rebecca Lynn