He Shall Care

by Bill Turner   Mar 9, 2007


It is black, darkness, a sickness deep inside
There is no hope, no promise, just empty despair
Bones of the weak and weary crush under my feet
The world has become evil, nasty, lean and mean
Bad craziness like Manson after a night of mescaline

This feeling grips me now and again
Grabbing the roots of my soul, my foundation
Creeping in slowly, an ugly feeling of familiarity
The lowlights of life play through my mind
Never knowing where they will stop, what I will find

A demon of ugliness runs through my soul
Chasing the light and love I nurture and grow
Never catching or killing it all, hungering for more
Hiding in the crevices of my mind
Turning the inner eye blind

Slowly hope begins to grow again
Blossoming as if brought by spring
Hiding from the evil onslaught
The chemical torture of the brain
Yet, to this day, I remain sane

Knowing that light comes after the dark
I cleanse my impurities each and every day
Gripped by the fingers of evil past
Dragging me down the road of despair
In the end no one but He shall care

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  • 17 years ago

    by hani

    Very nice and beautiful

  • 17 years ago

    by Tracy D Rollings

    WOW totally awesome bill. Great poem, very well written it was good from start to finish, loved it, welcome to my world, your friend Tracy dean5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Lu

    Creeping in slowly, an ugly feeling of familiarity
    ^^^^
    Bill this line really stood out to me, maybe because I can totally relate to it.
    You never fail my friend to carve a deep feeling into my heart with your words.

    Have a wonderful weekend, my dear friend. Enjoy nature's beauty as you take that long ride this weekend.
    Take care & be safe, my friend

  • 17 years ago

    by Twisted Heart

    "This feeling grips me now and again
    Grabbing the roots of my soul, my foundation
    Creeping in slowly, an ugly feeling of familiarity
    The lowlights of my life play through mind
    Never knowing where they will stop, what I will find"

    This stanza just lept out at me. The indecision, confusion, and questions. You have brought it all.

    Very well done. Like the structure of this piece. Flowed well and great message.

    Jeannie

  • 17 years ago

    by Cindy

    Bill
    This is such a deep and powerful poem. I think we all carry burdens like this through life.. Some learn to over come them and others are over come by them. Excellent job on this poem!

    Knowing that light comes after the dark
    I cleanse my impurities each and every day
    Gripped by the fingers of evil past
    Dragging me down the road of despair
    In the end no one but He shall care

    In the end and also with us all in the begining.
    Take Care Your friend Cindy

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