Inside where demons come to steal
lies a frozen windy hell I feel;
my face spies on lonely places and their faces.
Within a minds burning state
unholy land and far from GRACE;
no spit to mud on these eyes for sight.
Cautious with all whom claim to be Faithful!
Unto whom are they really faithful?
Unto whose plan are they faithful to as well?
Mock any life that is in strife?
Befriend anyone to take their life?
Your pleasure is only from others pains?
Prideful taunt you've now put on display.
Your reward? Beggars Day!
SUPREME JUSTICE comes for all!
ETERNAL WINGS and FIERY EYES KNOW of NO SLEEP!
Randall Paul Prazuch
Copyright © 1996
Originally posted 2010-12-24 08:45:30. Republished by Blog Post Promoter