For Years I've tried to have God's peace
But couldn't find the way.
My own unrest and hurts from others
Weighed me down each day.

And then God showed me - On this road
We really walk alone.
Accountable for just our lives
And others for their own.

A bitter root can soon spring up
If nurtured in our heart
And choke out God's great blessing
If given half a start.

But I can only walk my walk
And when I lose His peace
Just talk to Him and ask Him when
And how the blessing ceased.

Revenge and judgement aren't for me
I must leave them to Him, 
Then if another fails I won't 
Compound it with my sin.

For God's the equalizer
And His is the reward
And on the head that bows to Him
The blessings will be poured.
© Dawn McLoughry

Thank you Dawn my friend 
for permission to use your poem.