Voices Poem by Janis Land Raymer

Reality merges with unreality
darkness and light duel for superiority
from a distance,
I hear a voice...
like a deep rumble out of quicksand
guiding and leading me through
But whose voice?
God...
Satan...
My own conscience...
or worse...
something lurking,
waiting,
searching...
for victims...
well not this time.
I've been victimized enough.
IT WILL NOT HAPPEN AGAIN.
God? ...I'm open.
Any one else? ...
the door is closed....
I certainly hope I have the only key.


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Thank you.
.Janis Land-Raymer