Darkest of Days

Master,

The nights have grown cold

and men utter darkness even the brightest of days

They crept unto me

Trying to catch me unguarded by your light

But I fear not them

I fear you

They may speak destruction

From their lips

But my soul, unaffected by them,

trembles at your Voice

If they dare strike me down,

they best do so with a deathly blow

But their swords are dull

Their armor is frail

Let me be the sword you have forged me to be

Let me be the shield and armor for our family

Oh Master,

let me continue fighting

Even in the darkest of days

Reviews

[Sir Joseph]

Amazing piece my friend! Keep on and stay faithful!!

[Nemesis G]

Strong and powerful, I enjoyed reading it something a bit different to what I normally like, thank you for sharing.

[Hayden]

Thanks everyone!

[SimpleMind]

The words are firm and strong ... keep sharing your voice :)

[A. H. Pinley]

Nice words to hear in a growing dark world. Keep sharing these words of faith.

[Michael G. Smith]

The message was clear, clear unto my heart. Very good piece.