Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Him

Him
(09/11/05)

Can a man as good as he,
Be ruled by evil lust?
Can a man as just as he,
Have a core so not like his crust?

He’s kind, gentle, strong & sheen,
He so looked like the man of my dreams,
Alas his head was ruled by lust,
I gotta break free, I can’t but I must.

His smile haunts me sometimes at night,
His gentle ways still hold me tight,
But what good a man can he be,
If lust a goal maketh he?

How come a man is what I want?
But ain’t nothing I need?
How come a man so full of daunt,
Helped me find my soul its feed.

How come a heart that seems to care?
Did rip a soul to its bare?
Heavenly father, plead thee I, to seize away this snare,
Coz the last I desire is his kernel to bear.

(Gobblezygook)