Putrid carcasses

What’s dead but won’t die

Featureless faces, silent voice

Ever abandoned child lost

Torment replayed, opaque night’s

Dreams poised to render

Vulnerable mind insane…

Day’s wakening wind wafts chimes

God’s Spirit dispels darkness

“For You are my lamp, O LORD; And the LORD illumines my darkness.” 2nd Sam 22:29, NASB

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