by Jennifer Molloy
10/31/2012 / Poetry
Isaiah 64:6 But we are all like an unclean thing, And all our righteousness are like filthy rags: We all fade like the leaf, And our iniquities like the wind, Have taken us away
Shades of gray deflect the light into shadowy darkness, as bare branches, click like bones, bereft of skin and substance
Driving the beat while leaves that have fallen from grace, black with decay, whirl and spin in a hideous dance
Brought to life by anger, hurt, betrayal, the building blocks of hatred, are the offspring of sin
Fueled by compromise, the winds of pride have carried us into the land of death, will it tear us limb from limb
Or will we glimpse the Truth in the ebb of night
That we are the problem, we've lost sight
That not on our merit, will we ever see the light of day
But by the hand of our Savior, will true Saints be made
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