Tuesday, August 18, 2009

FORGivEneSs


Cutting edge vermilion sparks,
Flow from lifeless bodies.
Even though it's light or dark,
They never stop their studies.
Shrieking gasps of lifeless beings,
Hearing horrifying sounds,
Listening to people dying,
Vitality is drowned.
Farewell crimson color,
Goodbye to life itself.
So long to the horror,
That wiped out all my health.
Stepping in the after life,
Not knowing where to go,
Holding nothing but a knife,
So much guilt to bestow.
I'm, sorry for the deaths I've caused,
Allow me to withstand,
The torture You have laid for me,
And now holding in Your hand.
I'm sorry for the vigor,
I once risen long ago.
Please forgive and listen,
Before I turn onto a crow.
I do not wish to vanish,
I don not wish to go,
I do not want to perish,
I wish to serve and row.
I want to be Your servant,
Believer and all good,
I will be the best disciple,
And everything I should.

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