Those That Walk With Us...
let me see, let me count
those that walked with me
those that will continue walking with me,
it is dark, i can only count them if they make a sound
saying yes, i walk with you
we are all blind somehow
we are bound
to the shackles of the goodness
within us
we are not free
we are shielded from the powers of evil
for which we have long surrendered
and now
saved.
we are the weak and we stay
within the shield of
His Goodness...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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