Dark Poetry #4 |
Michael and the Pit |
green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
His wings longer than my name More alive than my death A nonsleeper but alive in pure tune Art on his wings Delicate as they hover Sincere life, a narrow crack... A hard trail Many fell to hell Following a leader struck on his own trail The power of pride,... ...his horns in the dirt On top his lower throne Leader of true Keeping himself Fight for truth, light, and life ...survive well Raise your shield They slip under your feet Then die by your sword Three men killed 2-5,000 men with shield, sword, and spear Throw down useless weapons against him The power of God,... obey Refuse, deny You’re solid “No” You’ve etched through, To the pit Michael is against you, you are against him ...death, and you resent Corruption is caused by holes in obedience to God. |
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Purity Senior Member
since 2001-11-20
Posts 526Once Upon, USA |
Indeed it is a waste of effort to raise cause to fight against the powers encompassed in the Archangel Michael. This was a very interesting piece of poetry, Craig. Again, I see a dualism that I have grown very fond of in your works. Great job! Wings bruised from turning away in such confined space...Not broken...still healable...still feathered with life, somewhere |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Thank you. John 12:25 He that loveth his life shall lose it; and he that hateth his life in this world shall keep it unto life eternal. |
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