Narrow Faith
A bridge becomes too narrow,
Sure feet become unsteady in gait.
Emotions become distant, way fallow.
Stars fail to lighten the way, evil is the sate.
Demons gnash their teeth, searing flesh of innocence.
Torture cause the victim to writhe in such agony.
Narrow faith allows evil to have residence.
Flames are searing the weary soul with infirmity.
Pathway is very rugged, sticks and stones, lava born.
Poisonous asps block the pathway to healing.
Narrow faith has left the boy shattered and shorn.
The Father waits patiently to hear the required appealing.
A bridge becomes too narrow,
Sure feet become unsteady in gait.
Emotions become distant, way fallow.
Stars fail to lighten the way, evil is the sate.
Dorothy E. Scott poetry99@txol.net
Copyrighted 2001
Changing Winds Of Brendaw
Dorothy Scott - My name is Poet Dorothy E. Scott I have been writing since five years old. I have a deep love for the Lord. He's been my copilot for a long while. I am a compassionate poet. I write poetry for all who need it. I currently have 52 books in seven years. I am a sick poet but know God is there and faith. Some of my work is used at an online magazine "Chrysalis." I have my own poetry corner in a magazine Almshouse Newsmagazine. I will soon be featured on www.edevo.com as a poet too. Poetry is a gift from God and for God. God Bless You! Poet Dorothy