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Poetic Spirit
Sunday, 29 July 2007

The Dreary Foe

 (II Corinthians 10:4-5, Ephesians 6:12)


They march into the window of thought,

Those dreary, dark-clad knights of shadow;

Somber, sullen and grey,

They make their way easily, skillfully,

Into the fortress whereby you interpret reality. 


Like aliens, they march and invade,

Yet are welcomed so easily

And, being strangers, are treated as friends;

They bring destruction, weakness and defeat;

Yet many entertain them regularly. 


They spread gloom and tears,

Black clouds wherein they hide;

They are enemies of your thought-life,

Yet they enter as with a key;

Thieves of the mind, sappers of your strength,

They prey on old and young alike. 


Confusion reigns where these demons dwell;

Like a mosquito seeks for pores,

These seek unhappy circumstances.

Strong to resist, they hold many  captive,

Yet they fall at a single thought.

They flee from joy and happiness,

For these they cannot tolerate. 


Enemies of the soul, they grow in number and strength when fed.

Their generals are famous: 

Depression, despair, doubt, name a few.

They are old as time itself, yet they still plague humanity,

And with ever-increasing popularity,

They are strengthened by our society.


Petty little thieves, whispering in your ear,

They are gladdened by the slumped shoulders,

The hanging head; they rejoice loudly at suicide.

They are our enemies, we must fight them at every turn;

When they sneak in the back door,

We must throw them out the front...

Else happiness evades us. 


(written/created by Jeff) 

Posted by Jeff at 12:01 AM EDT
Updated: Friday, 10 August 2007 5:29 AM EDT
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