Best Poems Written by Phyllis Matusek

A Man I Call ''Husband''

a man 
a lost soul 
deep within, beyond the flesh 
demons casting wicked army's of thoughts 
voices crowding corners of your mind 
a soul in war, evil over powering what once was pure at birth 

you abduct the innocence from the kindness of others, without an ounce of guilt 
you give with the anticipation of want 

you look upon other in poverty as a bur don to life 
you hold your blood driven riches as a symbol of victory 

i turn to you, flesh to flesh and say.... 
with all your riches, you sweet words of a predator in hunger 

I dint hold my self above you nor do I cast myself to your feet 

I am one of poverty in flesh 
to gain riches in the path of you.... 
i say.... 
do not drop pebbles to path the way 

for i, am on a journey where even the pebbles are the purest of gold. 
i have a long journey ahead of me, 
bumping roads may stumble me along the way.... 
but the outcome will be glorified 

I hold no animosity for all evil ways 
even poison-est snakes shed many layers of there skins

Copyright © Phyllis Matusek | Year Posted 2006