Welcome to Far Town
On what forsaken endless shore,
Is grief a friend where Devil’s crawl?
Does all we have seen have no worth at all?
What end of time disaster is fate asking for?
Did you not know the signs all align
And all is lost to banshee’s cries?
When all hope is gone, you hold tight the cross,
You wore around your neck, which now you hold aloft.
Trying to ward off any evil spirits.
Do you think Jesus would really want to see it?
All your enchantments are meaningless.
Your self-defence lacks being blessed.
A whispered prayer, no faithful dead.
When Death approaches you begin the test.
The end is here, there is no sanctuary.
Deeds written on parchment, treated as sanctity.
Agony shall surely rip a mind apart.
No safe-way found in a billion stars.
No guiding light coming from near or far,
Can save a soul so below par.
Your purity was bargained for;
Tempted away in days of being poor.
Faithless messages lost to your,
Choices made in days of yore.
When all was taken and ambition was gone,
You signed your name, your kingdom come.
Your kingdom gone, life ebbs and flows.
Did you choose to stay the course, or did you take the gold?
Take a hold of your consequences.
Life is not about happy endings.
(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Author:
Aa Harvey (
Offline) - Published: January 21st, 2020 13:50
- Category: Spiritual
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Striking out at christianity's deaf ears eh? A doomsday warning for any soul but still they will hold high the cross. One wonders what jesus would actually think of that cross being used as some form of worship by a human race who nailed him to it and tortured him.
Well as a non believer I'm lucky to have the freedom to ask such questions.
Yep, death awaits us all. No one wishes a painful death but with age comes the acceptance of our fate and, though not necessarily in the christian tradition, a faith that there is something more.
Very enjoyable read.
Thank you.
Wow this is amazing! A very chilling read! Extremely powerful! Really spoke to and moved me.
Thank you. I'm glad my poetry made you feel something.
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