Die to Live

sometimes I feel
as under heel
the lie is real
no even keel

 
oncoming tide

 
a heart ideal
turned hardened steel
duplicitous zeal
found its appeal

 
cyanide

 
for time’s anneal
must come ordeal
the grinding wheel
veneer to peel

 
suicide

 
inside’s the deal
we’ll have to seal
no more conceal
thy heart reveal

 
nowhere to hide

 
a wound to heal
past debt repeal
and peace to feel
sincere? then kneel

 
where once you lied

 
from Divine creel
now as puerile
the promise real
come bless-ed meal

 
sanctified

 
 
 

Written by Scott Schoffstall
© January 27, 2011
all rights reserved
Poetic Sojourn

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