Damnation
He was the world
The world revolved around him
Humanity begged for his forgiveness
What’s returned was death itself
Heaven sang in his presence
Humanity begged for his attention
What’s returned was ignorance
Arrogance enlightened his mind
Humanity begged for peace and harmony
What’s returned was despair
Hell devoured his heart
Humanity begged for a savior
What’s returned was destruction
Yet not all were lost in despair and fear
Judgement sent in the name of Humanity
by Heaven and Hell
A forsaken world
suited for a forsaken king
In the ruins of torment
he cried for a savior
What’s returned was the
echo of his own cry
Realization took over
but it was all too late
Irreversible time
Prisoner of the
past
present
future
He
shall
lives
forever
a
l
o
n
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Reblogged this on Sam373's Blog and commented:
I HEAR YOU!
Well said as you feel it;
So die to
This world’s way of thinking,
Seeing, feeling understanding and never comprehending.
That there are two lives we will live;
To one we must die
And to the other be true.
It is to that one that is in the image and likeness
That most can not touch
But I have
And all that you see I’ve found
But not realized in this flesh completely
For they that hold to this physical do corrupt all that
I can touch, taste and feel.
Then I died to all that disappoints me
I now live to a reality in which I have not obtained all
But enough to not doubt that I can
And will obtain all that we crave and dream-
Plus much more.
To all that I’ve died I do not miss
And it no longer frustrates me
And with that freedom I sore
So high above and beyond the limitations
That this flesh would entangle me.
Join Me
Sammie L. Carter
Copyright 19 Sept 2012
Wow…there are some exceptional lines in this poem IMHO…a fine write.
I HEAR YOU!
Well said as you feel it;
So die to
This world’s way of thinking,
Seeing, feeling understanding and never comprehending.
That there are two lives we will live;
To one we must die
And to the other be true.
It is to that one that is in the image and likeness
That most can not touch
But I have
And all that you see I’ve found
But not realized in this flesh completely
For they that hold to this physical do corrupt all that
I can touch, taste and feel.
Then I died to all that disappoints me
I now live to a reality in which I have not obtained all
But enough to not doubt that I can
And will obtain all that we crave and dream-
Plus much more.
To all that I’ve died I do not miss
And it no longer frustrates me
And with that freedom I sore
So high above and beyond the limitations
That this flesh would entangle me.
Join Me
Sam373′s Blog
Copyright 19 Sept 2012