Innocent? or Egos Plot? The mocking words, of those too dear; Always deride, the listens ear. Of darkest depths, of evil soul; The blackest laughter, comes a hole. From which there is, no escape; All lights gulped, by darkness cape. The brightest of, the lights once held; Aloft with angels, Satans meld. Alone did wish, to be renowned; Atop the highest tree, look down. But cast from steps, of heaven be; The evil doer, now set free? He cast his spell, on those about; Had cruel words, come forth to spout. To ridicule, the good therein; And thus to start, the biggest sin. Betray the likes, of he, of she; And banter around, with giggling glee. But signs of smiles, and laughter be; Short lived then, replaced by plea. To forgive, and lest forgot; All that be, part of the plot. Forgiveness is, as always free; But darkness always, be to see. Look inside, and study true; The inner work, of he and you. Wonder at, what thou hast done; To block away, the light from Sun. Take a mirror, and look hard; Reflections from, the darkest bard. But though the bad, will always be; One always looks, for good to see. Look upon, our fellow man; Look for the best, as best you can. Think about, the work of Lot; And then be freed from light-work not. (c) Michael Walsh 2012 All rights reserved
Posted on: Fri, 18 Oct 2013 10:10:25 +0000