Sunday, April 06, 2008

easter eyes

i take
a shortcut just
down this alley,
where anger
and agony come
tagging after me;

i explore the wide avenues
of the world,
whose hope
has been potholed
with despair;

i glance at the map,
and race down
the next street,
only to find sin
standing in every
enticing me with its
fingers sticky
with temptation;

then we turn down
Emmaus Road,
where the aroma
of fresh-baked life
wafts out each window,
and, tapping me on the shoulder,
you shout, 'go!'
and race me

(c) 2008 Thom M. Shuman

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