by Frank Hubeny

When demons push their hostile lies,
trashing truths to trip and stumble,
laughing through deceit they mumble
then justice seems the one that dies.

But round the world comes other cries
of those who know that all’s not lost.
It never was. With rough waves tossed
the darkness hides the light from day
pretending dark’s the only way.
A holy life is worth the cost.

Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “mumble” to be used in a B line of a décima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge. Eugenia offers “round the word” for this week’s Thursday Prompt. I am thinking of Leviticus 11:45 and 1 Peter 1:16.


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