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Apostate's Song

Words, burning the flesh,
Trailing down, fiery and cold,
They take root.
Piercing, searing deep within,

Revolting, hateful,
The declaration of filth.
Laying waste to the soft landscape of a heart,
Once beloved.
Now vilified.
Treacherously uttered,
When spoken, cannot be restrained.
Animated, breathing, immortal.

The faces, once fair and bright,
Polluted by assumption,
Corrupted by accusation.
Blurred to the righteous masses.
Hardened, in the beholder’s eye
Masking the beam.

Dross, rejected by the fire,
Cast into the abyss.
Lost forever to the wasteland.
Freely falling, drifting,
Losing grip, holding on to emptiness
Landing, firmly on the unfamiliar ground.
Awakened to the unknown.
Pursuing sanctuary.

Eyes opened, widely viewing,
Others, cast from the fold.
From the ninety and nine,
Disenfranchised,
Linked now in brotherhood,
Reaching, arms outstretched,
Bathed, not in darkness,
Rescued, instead,
By the warm embrace
Of peace.

2 comments:

tiny mosquito said...

I was happy to see this heart wrenching poem end on such a beautiful note. I too am grateful for the "brotherhood" of others. -Peace to you

January 6, 2011 at 12:18 AM
Jacob's Favorite said...

So sweet, so bittersweet. This captures a lot of my emotion. Thank you for sharing your writings.

January 6, 2011 at 9:51 AM

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