There’s a battle raging in my feeble mind,
For my brain has chosen guilty pleasure,
Instead of being kind.
My flesh wants to live,
And it will sin,
To not be left behind.
Because my heart’s wounded,
And my spirit’s in a bind.

Who can help us,
Or is war, our only fate?
Will too many infidels have to die,
Because I chose to hate?
Is my life too small to matter,
Or is His Grace, even Greater?
I hope, He heals our souls,
Before I must surrender!

By: ElRoy © 2017

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