Within Grace

writing with love

On Bowed Knees May 10, 2011

Doors upon doors open my chest
Guilt spills out covering their faces like masks.
They hide beneath terror
Afraid of righteousness
The fear of God paralyzes them.

 

Heightened burdens cloud my steps,
Inspire my actions.
Realized and provoked
Their teeth rip into my flesh with rage
Hungry for blood,
Thirsty for revenge.

 

Eat, sulk
Celebrate my demise.
Sins overshadow greatness
Anger arises, brighter than crisp white linen
Soft and with vigilant preparation.

 

Mercy seeps
My pores constrict with desire.
I withdraw nothing
I rule with skills of a Queen.

 

© LRS 2011

 

 

 
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