The Venom
In the heat of darkness
the venom is circling your veins
cold is freaking rabbles
As scrambled the misty damp
ground of cemetery road
broken in pain of aching heart
tearing in the insides broad
Only one road to flee
from the pits of venom vile
it's a lonely struggles to keep
the faith in the tremor
To the angels of light savor
wake with freely from
the crawling venom leaking
in the veins of bodied creed
Only one road to flee
from the prudent smell by sin
it's stench is untidy of fear
in the air of darkness conduct
Searching in the sleep
wake with freely from
the crawling venom leaking
in the veins of bodied creed
to find the angel of light savor
By the side of light dawn rise
The Venom
By Deb Harman ©12/8/14
(Dark Poetry/Spiritual/life/Soul