Poem

09-23-2001
Conflict with myself
Soul vs Flesh

~I placed you up,

upon a pedistool.~

"Hush my child,

your safe in my arms tonight."

~I taught you face expressions that I conquered

through the years.~

"It's okay,

I'll hold you till the morning bright"

~I opened your cuts to heal your wounds,~

"Let me wipe your streaming tears."

~I'll break you with unearthly tools,

Touch your heart

and clear your fears.

I desired to drink of your emotion,

Be constant

to your hearts delite.

But you walked away

and left unspoken

the promise of your birth right.~