A rapid and raging exchange
A war of fury and anger
Never to be appeased
Never to be fixed
The tongue lashes the heart
And a raw fire is fueled
Burning away all hope of a reconciliation
Water flows from a river of pain
For a past that lived on in the heart
A past that now has died
No ties to the present or the future
And we are reduced to creatures
Just a fight to survive
Who am I?
Who are you?
How did this darkness creep in?
This depth of hatred and sin
Has the enemy won this battle?
And laughing in my face
Has this sibling feud stolen my salvation?
In the midst of the ashes I pray on
For the enemy’s weapon shall not prosper
And the sting of this sibling feud will seize me no more.
By: Sharlen Pologne