?AWARD Resurrection?
I?ve done battle with Satan and his minions
their flesh has tasted my blade
formed from my sharp tongue
to be welcomed home by no hero?s parade
still a dark cloud hangs low
graying souls in the land
alone in a cave
I nurse wounds fatal to mortal man
calibrating my mental
for it seems
every battle must be fought as if a last stand
until the last grain of sand
leaves the world?s hourglass
and God is triumphant
my hand in his
pulling me towards heaven
while with my free limbs
I still ravage the wicked
writing this poetry and speaking his truth
dripping worldly sins from my ink;
my flesh still trying to find a use
cut by my own blade
Redemption merges with abuse.
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AWARD Salvation
8/2/2007
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At the time I wrote this piece my business was crumbling and I was about to enter the corporate workforce. I had just found out I had a child on the way and there was quite a bit of uncertainty in my life. I felt alone with no one to turn to, but the common theme of much of my work surfaces, I will never give in. I will never quit. This poem is meant to be the leading piece on my return from hiatus. The title of which maybe a forthcoming book. Thank you for the opportunity to share with you and your readers.
AWard the poet (Alfred Ward)
You can find AWard on his website, Facebook, ReverbNation,? and of course Twitter
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