August 27, 2010

Oxymoron (poeTry)

by amica paige

A doubtful believer
and a hopeful skeptic.
A skeptical supporter
and a faithful cynic.
A cynical optimist
and a cheerful pessimist.
A philanthropist who hates
a misanthropist that cares.

I am an oxymoron,
a walking contradiction.
A lowly narcissist
and a godly sinner.

Like the lame that walked
and the doubting Thomas.
In seeing he believed,
like the blind that saw.
But blessed are those
who believed, but did not see
said the Man who lived
to die and give
the dead a life.

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