I Am All I Am. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

I am all I am.

I am all I am,
I am all I ever will be,
If I cannot comfort the poor.

I am all I am,
I am all I ever will be,
If I cannot promise, what I swore.

How is it with each passing day,
Their lies become bigger.
They become greedier as time goes on.
May they be cast down one, two, three.
May their nights be sleepless with the screams of the dead.
May they feel the full force of my wrath.
May they not know what lies ahead.

I am all I am.
I am all I ever will be.
If I cannot help the hungry.

I am all I am.
I am all I ever will be.
If I cannot make them see.

Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .20211021.