The shiny stars gave way to a gloomy dark night A night as deadly as the lion's den No light and no guide Nobody had the compass There we stood, dwelled and all misled
Hope was in extinction Struggles and fights normal Vice was a norm Venom of the serpent was at work We all were at our worst Though we struggled our best
There was nothing to hold on The most enduring men fainted And life was in danger The venom struck my liver I drew closer to the grave
A grave deeper than normal I could see beyond what they saw Of course I was closer than they were All were born to follow my trail I wasn't the first nor last I was just the next victim
Thank God for grace The light came down my heart And lifted me from near the grave It shone in the night of my life That light was hope
It gave hope to the misled It was triumphant over death This light is life for the lost Cherished by the saved Salvation is a gift You must long for it
i love this. this was the poem i wrote within the shortest time