Thursday 4 November 2010

Beneath My Acrostic Veil

The dark clouds throng to the sky,
And the heavens clatter endlessly.
The silence of the night is overruled,
And saints taint the air before they die.

Wait for me until the dawn.
Hell holds no place for the righteous ones.
Eat up the badness, which rises out,
Never to ensnare the soul forlorn.

I desired to leave the Earth once more -
Desert this place of pain and wrath.
I took my fill of all these hurts.
Ever to rap upon your door!