Beyond the wall lay years of loss
Unreturnable forever
And at what steep and deadly cost
For what has been endeavored
But soon I will break down this pain
And venture back to freedom
For all of those who have been slain
For those who would believe them
A creeky gate with rusty keys
An escort to the entrance
And withered souls so worn as these
No vision of repentance
©2009 LUTHER SPELLS
Unreturnable forever
And at what steep and deadly cost
For what has been endeavored
But soon I will break down this pain
And venture back to freedom
For all of those who have been slain
For those who would believe them
A creeky gate with rusty keys
An escort to the entrance
And withered souls so worn as these
No vision of repentance
©2009 LUTHER SPELLS
Years of loss. Make me weary. With longing and wear. How to retrieve them. Never. The cost too great.
ReplyDeleteonly the next step...and the next.
For all of those who have been slain.
I believe them!!!!
My first visit here....
ReplyDeleteYou have a wonderful way with words...enjoyed all of the poems!
Indeed, souls wither behind walls.
ReplyDeleteI thank you all for your kind words. I look forward to reading more from all of your blogs. I find this all very inspiring and freeing. Thank You.
ReplyDeleteyes, lost years.... they can only teach us.
ReplyDeletemy heart aches as I read this one, you have put it well to words.