Originally Published on 8/30/2014
Let Me Be Clare…
The Given Over
Patience hides
Longing & grieving
As the mob cries
For a king
For a lord
A messiah
Of sorts
An idol
A savior
A ruler of courts
Submit they will
Blind to abuse
An utopian thrill
The ultimate excuse
A god they can see
A god they can hear
A god they can touch
A god they will fear
One who pens his decree
He promises much
His Creator they dismiss
Who is greater than he
His signet they kiss
sealing fate...let it be
Copyright (c) 2014 Douglas K Clare