Last chance for redemption past,
The angel shall comfort us all
Last chance to talk of the pain
Let no man suffer the fall.
Demons,
Holding firm their knives,
Last breath glimpses of sanctuary,
Driving onwards,
Into the void,
Leading to insanity.
Behold the light that shines ahead,
Is it solace returned in kind?
Or perhaps,
The dying fragments of a once tormented mind.
Lead us not into temptation
Keep us save from mortal sin
Let the demons suffer our anguish
As we shall praise of Him.
A contest entry
- One Last Time *****with a pic inspiration***** by rainyday woman.
875 points, ended June 13, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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very different sort of write than I'm used to reading and yet a unique take on the prompt

well done!
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good.
the constant battle between sin and redemption. hope is eternal
good luck in the contest.

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Thank you very much for entering my contest and putting forth your take on the picture prompt. Good luck in the contest and in all you endeavor in life.
Cheryl



