(087) Secret Thoughts
Poem By Melvina Germain
To, hold shameful, desperate thoughts.
Certainly not that of a well mind for sure.
It is you, thinking of closing that final door,
a selfish thought indeed.
Is it really you, who thinks of this,
or is it Satan’s malicious twist.
Not wanting you, to think clean and pure,
he comes sneaking through your door.
Your thoughts he penetrates, night after night.
Allowing you not to put up a good fight.
Thrusting backwards, falling down,
reaching upwards to find that great crown.
Help is what you require, if you want to succeed.
Strength, oh yes, you must find the need.
You’re falling faster and faster, no one knows,
until you finally reach disaster.
Family and friends pray for you everyday,
this is the reason you’re able to stay.
You hear the voices now and then,
the soft whispers of your true friends.
Stay you must and stay you will,
your presence here is needed still.
turn away from Satan’s grasp,
and find a way to close the clasp.
Written: June 25/2006