In the absence of a dream
one seeks in reality
to expel all the demons
that exist within.
And though the path treaded
seems constantly so wrong
the dreaded continue forth
for lack of a better way.
Once engulfed in their demise
their souls filled with despair,
with hate,
tormented by the vices they long to escape,
they cry out to God-
be it of a concious or unconcious means
pleading with all their heart to be free
from misery,
from pain.
But the prayers fall on deaf ears,
for though the LORD desires mercy,
to be free requires will
and until the last leave it all behind;
themselves, the fleshly desires, the world -
their commitment remains resolute
and their feet upon a familiar path.
Though the LORD sheds tears for his fallen ones,
his will is in their hands.
- MR, 11/23/08
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