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