Singleton M. Tate

In My House - Poem by Singleton M. Tate

Oh House, that was mine
Once I looked down your corridors
Finding emptiness, vain aspects
Kindness, loathed by anguish and sorrow

In My House... I saw no tomorrow

Dread House, of a thousand wretched sins
Screaming within my heart's door
No more, 'To be or not to be'
Beauty, I'll trade for my dross

In My House... All seemed lost

Faint House, 'twas a mere dream
Perverted Heaven's Pearly Gates
Alive, in it day after day sheer hell

In My House... No soul will tell

Caged House, that once was mine
Flee me now, turn back all time
Let me not be as today
Send from God, Sweet Peace, I Pray

In that House... I no longer stay...

© Copyright 2012 THE GIFT a.k.a. Singleton M. Tate
All rights reserved.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Taken from the book: 'Open-Ended Artistic Creativity'

In this life we must make the most of what we have. Even given circumstances of sheer horror, you can rise above the things trying to destroy your Light. Fight, keep on fighting the 'Good Fight' with God's help... You can win! T.G.☺

It is darkest just before the breaking of day... T.G.☺

Expressing the feelings of the deepest souls hidden emotions... T.G.☺

►Open-ended Artistic Creativity Style◄
Not restrained by definite limits, restrictions, or structure.

A style that's all about 'The Message'♥

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 20, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 9, 2013

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