Tongue circled around froth along
rim of rosary Elder beaded
with contrast: surplus and squander
in emerald laced along ebony
protective coat complimented, called
to wild vulture on pedestal overlooking
hedge where thorn imbedded heel
scribed fictitiously by evil entity.
- The Seventh Sign -
Lies did loosen from stronghold,
cheat detection when bribe broke
zodiac code of ethics, passive etiquette
assumed as penance.
"Will you die for him?
WILL YOU DIE FOR HIM?"
Voice stabbed at muscle, attacked
under fleshed robe on loan in this Life.
Mortal wore bib like babe in cradle
about to nurse yet no one
was there.
All the actions done, crusade sacrificed
for what...to salvage some homeless man?
Expectation of Eden, a reward to reap
also sow for some half hearted leap
of Faith because buoyancy after floods
was secured, somewhat.
Flogging flashed 'Past' before windows,
bled blame, pointed in direction
where Damnation could be avoided
and again Mortal was skewered,
severed tongue able to pronounce- Me.
- Help Me - heard from head, felt in Spirit...
not - Help Him -
a stranger without physical worth,
rags soiled, attributed to absent identity.
Orbs hollowed after starvation but stayed
focused to serve Mankind.
Homeless Man hated by another's insecurities-
He was nailed onto society's wood, again
because his breath not sweet enough,
did not satiate thirst for material things,
emotional bondage or bring spiritual fidelity
in manner Mortal desired
and 'presumed' disappointments distracted
from what a Father's love did already give.
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Adding your comment:
Awesome - once again, you've revealed yourself as the great mental lexicon faithfully at work. Outstanding use of the word bank, this masterpiece is incredible!! 
Love the spiritual imagery and energy flowing within and without!! Keep your muse's pen flowing, Poet!! 
