REDEMPTIO
The devil plays his seduction
and with savage fury rips into my soul.
I wait for the Messenger
hovering
in shadows dark and cold;
my body begins to whither.
my heart is sick with fearful imaginations
and flaming arrows destroy
all hopes of redemption.
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Wow!...
Joe, this is powerful! I felt the emotion pulling me into it's grip. I am still in awe of your tenacity; the need to write, the urge to communicate with the rest of the world. Thank you for the reminder and insight; this could be me, this might be me, this will be me. Maybe...
Gee.
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the spirit lives and the
will to live must over power any evil
remember it
fear not of the ultimate
when it comes you will not
even know it
in a slash it will come
like a tornado it will go
you won't ever then know.
dear Joe
may peace be your ultimate reward...your words will be remembered.
*hugs, Cat