My Fathers Nail

by don mohr   Nov 10, 2011


Oh Father as I called upon His name;He has come to take away the Darkness of thine name!Rushing in to destroy the mangy burdens of Them;I can, I will, Obey the words from the flaming Sword!Unknown perils await! Hell hath no Gates!Unburied and fastened to the Ways!The irony of the fighting has ceased here, in this village of damnation; I behold the Fate of Man, and all that reckon with His name!My Father, Oh my Father-I hold in the palm of mine hand, a nail of pain, a nail of Rememberence, a nail to give Life to Them, again...and again...and again.D.E.M. 2011

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