Dust

17 1 0
                                    

Where I've become is where

I have gone

Released through neb

As others are fed then

infested and

excreted from bowels

of the dead births' scoff

At Word breathing hymns

How sins sting

Yours Truly's truth not unruly buried

Ash but of fleshly cut

That need not fear for He is

Here, of all untouched below

Him who watched

Oseh, whom say,

The one, true way

____________________________________

Just A Girl With A Just GodWhere stories live. Discover now