Child of Mine, a poem by Tamara Yancosky at Spillwords.com
Ralph Nas

Child of Mine

Child of Mine

written by: Tamara Yancosky

 

Salted sapphire
holds fast
as hearts steep into wells
of past;
suffer not, dear child,
these wailing sounds,
as we wrestle ourselves
to ancient grounds.

Do not surrender
to earth’s deadly lust,
nor suffocate underneath
her barren dust.
Let not our transgressions
rest upon your sweet head;
but sleep in peace
beneath the purity He bled.

Smolder not to ash
as we, ourselves, deserve;
but tread the linear path,
resisting the wide curve.
Take not to heart
the inferno beds we made,
but choose life
through Jesus Christ,
which will never fade!

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