Return of the Bright Red Sun

Return Of The Bright Red Sun (first half presented) Dark Days (Robert J. Lindley) The Red Sun had hidden away for some years no blood red to inspire with glowing sheen. Back again, those fiery red crocodile tears. Love had died, she was only a lonely teen. Dark days, she cried - please give me Light her sobs fell upon deaf ears- apathy reigned. With no heart, no purpose- no use to fight. Bleeding heart, torn dress and life stained! Hiding in a dark and badly painted room shadows raced above her small trampled bed. So nasty, a curse repeated about her doom wishing death, she refused to ever be fed. As sad dark curtains slowly dropped down blasting forth a wave of Red Sun light. Set aglow, the red rose adorning her gown Her heart rose to follow this divine sight. Her sweet soul, raced into the soft clouds with a renewed happiness gracing its path. No longer alone and blue in earthly crowds left far behind was pain and abusive wrath. She looked back and in merciful pity asked forgiveness for her evil abusers be given. That darkness in their hearts be unmasked And they heaven blessed new lives be given. Upon entering Heaven's wide opening gate chorus of angels sang love in her praise. Admiring her faithful refusal to ever hate evil abusers she had been given to raise. Given a new body, one whole and unbroken she begged yet again, forgiveness for all. In loving true faith such words were spoken Merciful God smiled upon hearing her call! Robert J. Lindley, 09-21-2015 Note_Revised, second half added.