Love finally won in your Life...
Love, I wanted to win in mine.
Now alone, barely I exist, wounded by a warrior
Who severed the Spirit from my Soul
To gain himself a wife.
Raise the cry of "Victory!"
Ignore those down and out!
I, the spoils of defeat
Darkness and Death my only friends
Am to weak, to shout.
Trust No One
Upon this Earthly Plane
They'll stab you seventy times seven!
For all suffering souls, Peace awaits
Somewhere up in Heaven.
My Silent Night approaches...
I see The Babe called "Jesus"
Is simply you and me;
Daily Needing Compassion
Not wars and victory.
by Dano
October 1997
