Written by: Victor P.
“Thoughts Through Days”
Lies through crooked teeth
Reach itching ears tickled plenty.
A veil for a coward with no spine,
The chance to pass the drawn line,
The cancer of the modern mind,
The pride of the foolish blind.
Blood spatter on white sheets,
Bloody hands and innocents’ ends,
Some prayer to ceiling reaches,
Some liar others to lie teaches.
Through broken glass see hope for tomorrow,
Through tears and loss see the good in sorrow,
Through dark times tread the set path,
Through faith in Christ escape wrath.
Bloody knuckles and aching knees,
Weary hearts and longing souls,
Shattered dreams and cold enemies,
Lives with those unfilled holes.
To broken hearts mending shown,
To seeking souls truth made known,
To faithful ones reward given,
To the repentant sins forgiven.
An encouraging word from dry lips,
A hand to keep from dangerous slips,
A smile from a face of scars from life,
A warm embrace for one fighting strife.