broken men stumble
wrapped in dirty golden skies
protecting fragile diamond lives
baring teeth and claw
tiny insects on their backs
legs kicking in pointless attack
motorized circles descend
this maze of broken men
trapped forever in ifs and whens
tomorrow's glory promised
within empty starry eyes
yet a depth of love's denied
it is of these that killed a Man
who came to save a land
and hung upon a cross
humanity's true loss
and when upon His death
He rose with a new breath
a child then to say-
"They didn't have to kill God."
"They could've just talked to Him."
Love you, Makai xxxxx
Sheila
John
Ron
p.s. thanks for the reviews
excellent Michelle...
John
An emotional poem Michelle.
It reminded me of Oswald Chambers (March 24th)
"You may often see Jesus Christ wreck a life before He saves it."
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Larry
Be always safe,
Karen
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Regis