CRYING SOULS

DESPERATELY CALLING

Desperately calling are the souls from the deep,
trying to find a hand that will keep,
each time they reach to the light for help,
their hopes are quenched and a bad hand dealt.

So many times it's been a false call,
deeper into the darkness they slip and fall,
one by one helping hands are blocked,
as the noisy shackles and chains are locked.

To find no help is a devastating blow,
deep in the darkness where nothing will grow,
the hopeless desperation of crying souls,
echoes in the chambers of empty holes.

Those in the light are tried and tested,
too many times they wrongly invested,
when they are drawn and need to fall back,
terrible torture is used till they crack.

Monica Maartens ©Copyright
17 Dec 2017

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