SH (01 may 1962 / U.S.A.)

A Chance (And Hope) For All

The cow died
When the rooster crowed
All the seeds were planted
All the crops sowed;
No more land of milk and honey
No more selling forgiveness
For the proper money,
The Rose bloomed
With singular salvation
Upon the sunrise
That alit all creation.
Peter cried-
Judas died,
May both by God
Find forgiveness,
In a Land
Far, far away
From mankinds mortal mess...
For, I have been with them both,
In my own way;
As I wander and look just as much
For that perfect place,
And that perfect day.
- The hope of us all
Standing here with our backs to the wall,
Just may be
Held in the scarred hands of Eternity.

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Comments (5)

Hello Smoky indeed we all find ourselves walking in sinners shoes hopefully we will all be held in the scarred hands of Eternity beautiful words a gem of a poem well done you
A brilliant allegorical in style poem. Deep, but I get your drift.Mankinds mortal mess will get us all. An amazing job
An enchanting and deep read, thank you
That last line pure genius..no not surprised by it, not at all! :)
Smoky, I like this because its different. Ive never read it put quite this way. Very work by a very good writer. Your friend Lynn