How Long O' Lord
How Long O’ Lord
How Long O’ Lord?
How long o lord
How long did you steal your eyes towards the sunrise
waiting to glimpse your sons shadow on the horizon.
How long o lord
How long will you love the hypocrites and the rapists, the sadist and the satanist
How long will you love this prodigal people who deal in excess of everything especially their exodus,
From you
How long will you strain your gaze as the suns rays fail and fall behind you
So instead of letting another day die with your dream of reconciliation
You hold the son high in the sky above you
Making it burn bright as a beacon for all of those who Love you
The beacon that before the world began you spoke life into
How long before
you no longer long for
This violent people both broken and beaten
This volatile person
Spiritually marred beyond recognition.
How Long O’ Lord?
I am Desperate
I am alone
But Lord, this description does not fit
As tissue cleaves from rendered bone
My true description filled with shit
My only excuse as mangled as my brain
The tan wall has a soft pink stain
Im done with striving im done with strife
Im done with sighing im don’t with life
The metal cool against my face
The run is hard
How long the race?
How cold the river?
How wide the ford?
How cool the trigger?
How long O’ Lord?
6 hours
Hanging on a tree
Whispers of forgiveness
screaming your love for me
I’m here, here I am
Look that lion is this lamb
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poem by Onoma Eirene
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