An entry in the 2015 Rivers Award
for Writing on Peace & Harmony
Rage, a blaze,
lit by hate.
Destruction and turmoil
lie in its wake.
A trail blazed from destruction.
Destructive and impossible to
defend. Your sins and horrors.
Like pins and needles,
sewed into mindset,
you bask in the ambience of my misery.
In lakes of fire your
greed and deception lap
around in evil waves of heat.
Tell me now not what I wish to hear
but need to see.
A changed man in shackles of hate,
ravaged in stature,
seeking the youth of kindness.
like the devil’s horns you seem a goat
trying to eat your way through heaven’s banquet
step in holiness and grovel at thy saviour’s feet.
I was told to forgive and now I ask for mercy
spare my evil mind like Paul the Saul in me must go.