Satan stands in my way
With a chicken catapult
He hurls them at me
And I'm surrounded
By the sounds
of panicking hens
Onomatopoeia...
I traverse on a road
And in my way stands a wall
He painted it across
A high, thin canvas
It blocks my
Way but it is a
Fraud and hoax; it is a lie
Satan casts a shadow
It is as large as a cliff
But the reality
Is he is puny when faith
Stands up and
Squashes him beneath
Our feet; the illusion fails
Pilgrims of the True God
Children of Zion stand firm
I know the odds seem
Never in our favour but
Do not fear
The war is already won
So choose which side you're on
Satan still whispers and
Catapults chickens to scare
Don't let him victor
When we know who overcame
Fear not the
Dark boasters they're simply
Onomatopoeias
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The Ragamuffin Path
PoetryElijah Rowan Killinger has bipolar disorder. Along with the severe moodswings she has been addicted to pornography and is struggling with binge-eating disorder. She is a recovering cutter and finds it difficult to believe that she can be forgiven fo...
