This burning desire Heart affronted by an unquenchable fire The invitation is alluring But the moment fraught with fear And the road to perdition never clear
A convincing plea; forged freedom Enamored and enraptured by the fiefdom- Of the beast and its minions The mist of the morn inflaming my napper Seductive and enticing for a moment of pleasure
For whom the bells tolls The tempest in my soul rolls Freedom from the cares of moral certitude Caught up in a tussle My heart awry and tousled.
As I walked down the narcissistic mine field The selfishness of self immolation, charred my inner child A flame lit that quenched my desire Burning through my conscience like a wild fire, A will-o'-the-wisp that pierced through my moral fiber
I am what I am but HE who is greater than me is I AM what I thought was freedom was a prelude to extinction HE will rescue me from the fowler for His Kingdom is potent with power
My soul rejoices And my spirit awaits to be rejoined For my granter is full of mercy and grace His love is perpetual He will carry me through the shrill o' the night Away from the road to perdition to a bliss full walk through the ancient road
Written By : Prashant Thomas