We delved in dark to flee the light
And did not trust from up above
and though so close to victory
we jumped right down the hole.
Our screams descended fast as night
And life was gone before we blinked
And landing with a crunch of bones
We felt the pain of sin.
We thought that we could ease our pain
And make it flee just for a while
and so we made it grow again
And now a monster lives with us.
Down in the hole we are not heard
except perhaps by God himself
but he had warned us many times
and we jumped down the same.
Our cries are mute to most above
The heavens a fading memory
And as we think on what we’ve done
Hope seems very small.
powerful. love it.
Thank you so much. I’m glad to hear it.
Wow, this is a good and true picture.
Unfortunately you are correct.
Yeah…jumping in despite the warnings. Nobody to blame but your own damned self. ugh. I know the feeling!
I think we all know the feeling.
profound
Indeed.
War does terrible things that go against the cores of our beings. Jen
Interesting connection you made there…