My chalice trembles at night
As the chink of ice resonates
Around my arid mind
Immersed in babble
Conflict of being
Surrounded by the chimes,
wretched words wake me
from my stumble, my Lord
Reds invade the blue hues
Acid rain cleanses
Partisan warriors
The suits and all who dine
Unrepentant, reaping
Revenge, the hand of God
Echoes of Ezekiel.
© 2009 Michaela James.
A journey into the depths of my heart, mind and soul. "From my heart a single tear hangs low..." {Pink Raven}
10/07/2009
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