On leaving my job as Bible Camp counsellor

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Dark Poetry #2

On leaving my job as Bible Camp counsellor

fractal007
Senior Member

since 2000-06-01

Posts 1958

0 posted 2000-07-31 12:56 PM

I watched, as one by one the victims left.
I was at a loss for words, as I turned my back
Upon the haunting cries of souls in anguish.

I had to leave,
To go away.

I was doing something worthwhile,
but now I must go back into a world that
Worships the Ephemeral god.

Back toward the
Airport I go.

Back towards home?
Nay, but toward the one who is entrapped in a
Nameless anguish.

Will chemicals help?
Will doctors help?

No, no, no!
They will not.  They will cloud his mind.
He is  sick, he is aflicted.

By his brain,
Or by his body?

No, but by his own stubborn materialistic soul.
He has drifted, he has fallen away,
And followed the things taught by demons.

Now I must counsel him, and him alone.
No longer is it an eight year old tormented by his
Parents sickened souls,

But a parent
Tormented by his loss of faith.

Now once again, I am on a course towards the mutual
Filling of our souls.  Mine with garbage and his
With timmid and fearful instruction.

I am alone.
Only my God can save me.

I life my eyes up to the mountains.
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord my God....

sash
Member

since 2000-06-22

Posts 125

1 posted 2000-07-31 01:19 AM

Stay strong, and keep the faith...When You are with God You are never alone.
I'm here for You too...We are a "Family of Friends" here...Take care...

~Sash~

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