Someday when my last line is written, someday when...
when my last words on earth have been spoken, and...
The Walk
By Mark Spencer...
Dysfunctional life support
Tied up with string...
Blood on the thorns blood on the rose
Blood on the cross everyone knows...
Justice, the scale weighing dark and light
Speak not of it lest its keeper be in sight...
The preacher looks at the girl
as she tells him about her life...
We are mothers or fathers
the person down the street...
The toll past Heavens gate,
Be a good girl...
Lost soul,
Confused mind...
Imagine a life without God,
A life without belief...
*this poem was actually written by my boyfriend*
the air is warm...
I am not a big god fan lately. although i use to...