"Even so we, when we were children,
were in bondage under the elements of the world"
Galatians 4:3
I have been the other side of the fence. I have known life
without God, although I fancied myself religious. This is a poem
of how life was and how it might have been, had not God rescued
me (please see my testimony), first
written in 1988:-
Without You (My Life)
Without You: My life
A space for Infinity;
Un-filled existence,
Crammed with words and people.
Words like mist, people like smoke;
The substance-less deserters.
Without You: My life
Alone in a crowd;
Desolation like wolves,
Hungrily tearing my soul.
Spider's silk ragged, tattered and torn;
My meaningless happiness.
Without You: My life
A succession of days;
Like a tap dripping brine,
Deceptively taunting my thirst.
Sea-water salty, each sip bringing death;
Unable to satisfy.
Without You: My life
Corrupted flesh;
A parody of beauty,
A Death's head in a bonnet.
Loveliness squandered, infanticide-inside;
Requiring resurrection by Crucifixion.
Written by Anna
Hayward (c) 1992. |