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Cinquain 2-4-6-8-2Time knowsThe sufferingFrom the persecutionUnlawfully administeredMust stop© J Anjoun 03/21
PainSudden pain ripped acrossMy waxen skin as brambled limbsTore open wounds the beast leftI stood in suspended animationWatching the blood ooze downSeeping slowly onto the heavy groundThen the sky turned a bleak color greyAnd there was no emotion in the frayOnly an anguished still quiet No air to breatheNo light to discernSilently encompassing like a vacuumLeaving open throbbing woundsTormented and deepAmongst a swollen secret hushI fell down praying for a healing somedayFrom all the scars that penetrateOur minds, hearts and souls© Jade Anjoun 02/22
""God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pain: it is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world." ~C S Lewis~ Excerpt from: The Problem of Pain
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