Eye Of God Poem by ktarcus ...

Feelings exposed as an open cast mine erupts within the once verdent valley of my soul,
torn asunder by the cancerous claws of a liar.
Black thoughts emenating from a once tranquil mindset,
now content to live out the days in search of the opulent exquisite feeling of revenge.

How soon the change from saint to sinner when one is cast against the other,
could this be the reason for mans demise?

Or is there indeed,
a benevolent,
all seeing,
all encompassing,
pasionate yet shameless God; residing deep within us all,
feeding off the rawest of emotions as a carrion crow on the roadkill entwined.

How odd that the evil within is released with such fervour at the mearest hint of deciet and yet love is oft disastrously slow in forthcoming to strangers we meet.

Perhaps the wrath of God lies closer to the surface than we may wish to accept, not until we change and accept our own belief can we change the hearts of others!