Confession
In the heart’s tunnel
lurks a murderer*
conspiring as friend
with human nature
enraged by hatred…
midst bitterness
covetous angst
and greedy wrath
the slayer prowls...
devouring
smiting foe----
killer screams…
“guilty---
I am…
Lord!”
*Mark 7:21 For from within, out of the heart of men, proceed evil thoughts, adulteries, fornications, murders.
February 1, 2021
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2021
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