Mortification
Mortification
Mortification
Mortification
Mortification
Mortification
Mortification
Mortification
Mortification
Mortification
Mortification
Extrinsic forces, embattled on all fronts
No more choices, attacked all at once
Surrounded on all sides
Of food and peace bereft
A poisoned arrow flies, towards his last defense
Though he fall
He will not be cast down
He will rise, he will rise
He will stand
Daily battles, trouble everywhere
Terror in the night, nauseating fears
Permeating sickness
Ravaged life from limb
Odds are stacked against
To ever walk again
I once was young, now I am old
I have watched them rise
And I have watched them fall
I have striven, but through it all
I’ve never seen the righteous forsaken