Beyond the veil of mortality…
Thy distraction, in the spirit,
By thine own vengeance,
Confounds thy Movement
Toward the light,
And…
Removes thee
From partial judgment
As thou seeketh
Retribution for thy pain.
‘Tis then thy wraith
Shall wander aimlessly
In darkness,
Until such time,
That thou art
Calmed by the mercy
Found toward
Thine abuser—
Whose memory
Has damned thine eyes,
To gaze upon My face
No longer,
And thy state of stagnation,
Becomes more apparent
To thee,
Than thy will to blame.
8-20-06
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