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Nathaniel R Horn
Poems
Mar 2010
Wrists of Red(Good)
Wrists of red
Eyes of black
All I know
Is steel has my back
It manifests pain
Into something real
As I run my blood
And try to heal
For this thing
That’s gripping me
Is making my life
Go through this strife
Gun to head
Plans all set
‘Bout to break
This caps head
And on that second
All I see
Is the Lord’s face
Staring at me
He says to me
“What have you done?
Hope you had fun,
But your time is done”
“But if you tell me
You will try
To make a better life
You won’t die”
So you wake up
On a hospital bed
You reach up
And grab your head
You feel the mistake
And you realize
You have a *****
To dig your soul
Out of its hole
So the world will know
God wants all of us to come home
To be with him
Forever last
And now you know
He wants you back.
Written by
Nathaniel R Horn
Indianapolis
(Indianapolis)
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