Buried In The Coals

Do you think you’re Heaven worthy

 for myself—I never have

 

The weight I carry pulls me down

 and keeps me off the path

 

I avoid most every mirror

 my reflection haunts me still

 

With eyes that stare like piercing lasers

 to maim, and then to kill

 

My spirit left in ashes

 my kindled soul to burn

 

Salvation buried in the coals

 —from lessons never learned

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2018)

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