Lion’s Den

Posted: April 28, 2012 in Christianity, Poetry
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Deep down in the den,
All the light is eaten
By the hungry monsters
Playing in his head.

Feline features found,
Yellow-green and glowing,
Thirsting for the blood
Of God’s holy one.

Waiting for a saviour
To take me from the night.
Can you hear me, God?
Are you there?

Rumble, rumble, roar.
The lions feast tonight.
Closing in on him,
He’s praying for death.

An angel appears above
To shut the lions’ mouths
Death has lost all power
Over God’s beloved.


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