Soul Wars

by samuel   Jan 7, 2006


The din inside the ribs shakes
The still atmosphere is replaced
By endless turmoil
The blood heats up

Let there be peace
This is the certain wish
Let the rays of prayer
Fill the doubt of my soul

I am humble about life
Meek about salvation
I am like Paul
Fearing and trembling

Let there be peace
This is the certain wish
Let the rays of prayer
Fill the doubt of my soul

My insecurity threatens
To eat me up
My endless longing
Frights my spirit

If my certain wish is
Left unanswered
If there is no prayer ray
To fill my soul

Then know that
The endless search will keep
The painful musings
Will outstretch the livelong day.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Robie Lincer

    This was a nice poem!
    the more u write the better u get...
    keep it up!