The Crossing Over The Threshold

Mugsdaddy

what seemed to be a thousand years but is less than 100 days the Dark Lord he revisits me torturing me in so many ways 

No penance shall relieve you no salvation shall you find I'll spell it out so simple for ever your soul is mine 

Day after day they come to me each to make a deal in and out of their reality I never know what's real 

Men women and children each seeking fortune and fame never thinking of the consequence an eternity of pain 

I tried to save each one of them but my masters will is strong my voice my words his playthings they always come out wrong 

A quota is assigned to me six hundred sixty six then I can cross to my personal Hell on the river they call Styx 

On six hundred sixty five the master appeared behind his grin I think that I shall turn back time so you can suffer them all again 

Dear God please don't forsake me I'm sorry that I strayed I thought I'd do your good works but my mind it was betrayed 

His deafening laugh crashed down on me your such a pathetic fool you mean nothing to your God above your just his worthless tool 

Then a light shown all around me "You I Shall Not Forsake "! Then in an instant less than a moment I found myself awake 

I looked around my apartment and thought what a evil twist then I saw the bruises where I'd been chained still fresh upon my wrist 

  • Author: Mugsdaddy (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 10th, 2017 01:43
  • Comment from author about the poem: Faith can move mountains \r\nGreed can drive a man to do the same \r\nFaith reveals each day to be a miracle \r\nEvil can make us live each day as a prison it is our perspective which governs whether our actions are good or evil,\r\nEnjoy.
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Comments3

  • Mugsdaddy

    Remember to read "The Crossing " and "The Crossing Over "

  • Michael Edwards

    Powerful piece - great write.

    • Mugsdaddy

      Hope you enjoyed my little trilogy. Thank you for your kind words.

    • Samreen Chowdhury

      Beautiful words used here!

      • Mugsdaddy

        Thank you. This is the final chapter of three I hope you read the first two it makes more sense then.
        M



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