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A Trampled Life

Do you hear your bones break, feel your mangled heart? The desire for pain has ripped you apart Your soul has been tortured, bludgeoned and maimed Those dark eyes cannot disguise the heartache and pain You are filled with hatred, greed, and insidious lies Manipulated, you thought yourself to be wise A prisoner with shackles of anger and fear You lost every thing your heart once held dear Tempted by poison cloaked as nectar so sweet The body craves more while your essence depletes An evil captor stole your heart, taking it far from me You know how I love you but you are too blind to see Satan has gripped you in a tormenting vise Your soul suffocates yet he still does entice The wicked disguises as an angel winged with light While he keeps you in bondage and steals your sight Death on the horizon, you cannot get enough You are willing to bury yourself under the rough Deeper and deeper, trampled into the heavy earth Like an elephant stampeding, you feel crushed with no worth Yes, your soul has been trampled by Satan's cloven hoof But to God who is greater, beg for strength and for truth Desires of the flesh cannot fill the desires of the soul I pray for you, God take a trampled life and make it whole
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Date: 2/8/2012 10:53:00 AM
Rhonda, I don't think we ever feel more trampled upon than when one we love leaves us. Excellent simile with the "elephant stampeding" as that's just how it feels. I'm glad this is a contest entry and not something your are going through right now. I haven't seen this contest yet, but this powerful poem is absolutely gripping. Winning wishes for you! Love, Carolyn
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Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
Date: 2/8/2012 11:53:00 AM
Thanks, Carolyn for your comments. No, it's not something I'm going through. Thank God! But I agree, when the heart is broken, it feels like it has been trampled. One might think I'm a tortured soul writing this dark poetry. LOL. Thanks always for your kindness. Blessings, Rhonda
Date: 2/8/2012 9:35:00 AM
a strong write , rhonda..good always wins in the end... blowing winning hugs to you!..:)
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Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
Date: 2/8/2012 11:48:00 AM
Thanks, nette! I'm feeling those hugs. Blessings, Rhonda

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