“Left Behind”

by I HAVE A VOICE

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I have been what most call lonely

With no umbrella to share beneath the storm

And diseased with the leprosy of emptiness

That can be the greatest unwanted Cup

I understand the scorpion that must sting or

It would never savor flesh

And the black widow’s need to weave to catch

The innocent

To touch and be felt is spiritual victual

And He surrendered to the eaten flesh once on the same

Lonely dust-flying pathway

To give the sacrament of Love from His full cup.

2 Comments to ““Left Behind””

  1. ‘no umbrella to share beneath the storm’ – makes my heart ache. Beautiful poem.

  2. There is a beautiful sadness to this penning, Very well expressed!

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