Promise

Promise

A Poem by RuseInex
"

we are but flesh and blood, no match against earth's rocks, endowed with great intelligence

"

caught up by contraptions

science cushion plush for our naked human bodies

frail,

no match against nature

no match to change harsh side of reality

we are frail

soft flesh and bone

nails split, eyes dim

splitting and dimming

our intelligence wondrously sharp endowed


ears weak to hear

skin dries in the wind and sun

bare feet stub toes,

hurts like hell


naked a*s in sun's sunburns

no protective shell

hoof or claw

no camouflage


evolution will never change us

it can't

only God can

his divinity shared


our species lies

it betrays itself and its own kind

steals, kills,

hates its own


Outside of His Promise

there is no escape

nor relief

we are born to die


His Mystery few know it

few believe it

no escape from the dragon's eye and claw

without his key

there is no hope


if i could i would slay the dragon

what farce given his great power

laughable, given i am but mere dust

fallen man

weakened hand

me, my kind believed his lie

fooled, follow hollow hypnotized 

along with all others of my species


lean on the promises of old ancient

yet for full completion fulfillment

a new age dawns not of the dragon false

rather the one of truth and light and love

the savior comes on the wings of eternity


love thy neighbor as thyself

go in and dine with him

son of God and man

he beckons follow

do his will obey his ways

escape the coming wrath 'til it be overpast

hide in the ark

strength in his spirit

his covenant flesh, his word

© 2016 RuseInex


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RuseInex
RuseInex

Fresno, CA



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