Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Shackled


Long…dark fingers snatched the sky--
Helpless.
--Night envelops

Years we stumbled--
Ashes.
--We vanish

Long we wait to taste
the dew of joy--
Crushed.
--Our moments flee

Peace like slivered glass
Pass
Pain like chains
Shackled
We remain
Helpless.

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A flame--
Power.
--proclaimed
Darkness quaked

Broken chards
our shackles fell

Years we stumbled
now we walk
our knees tremble

In our hands--
Freedom lands
--we
no longer helpless

Luke 10:19

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