Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Turning my back.

    Turning my back.




Too late to call me in,
I have fallen, favour given,
Lost to be a supporter of her,
The nag of twisted lying cloth.
Damage done for greedy hands,
Yet I forgave that wicked sin.
Still my vow, I must honour,
So I’ll never go back in.
Unrighteous deeds not Christian values,
Taught me nothing new to be,
Only my disdain of this vixen,
Shall keep me safe
And set me free.
Grudge I hold none,
Yet I’m loyal,
To be rid of this spiteful deed.
Now I turn my back on going,
And forever more,
My debt be freed….