The Thorn of Misery

(Marquis Smith )

This piece is about a man seemingly cursed like the Job of the biblical days. This details his descent in unbelieve.The lyrics are doom/death metal inspired. My most honest piece of literature to date. Not really rhyme schemed as to retain the authenticity of mood portrayed by work. Second verse follows AAAA but nothing after so I will listed as no rhyme scheme. Unlike the story in the bible where God did answer Job. Here we see the man cry out from his personal thorn plaguing his life. There was no response!!!

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Burdens... a head crowned with his dread Arrayed in evening, my setting sun- Will never morn nor will shadows succumb To the light that once forced my eyes to see God has never relieved me of woe Yet devils drink the scarlet of my soul I'm a gazelle running from a hunter's bow No shoulder to bear my weeping willow Never have a courted pain like this! I'm native to sorrow like a stillborn Take this agony, I ask of thee. Must I feel this thorn of misery? I'm a modern Job Struck in god awful pose. Come now! Thrash me by bedside No err hath I obliged. Sift now! Roam this wretched earth as a beggar This blinding veil stretches on for miles A struggle long since climbing out mother's womb Take this pity, & grant me reprieve If I could seize Him by His snowflake hem I'd let it's grace hush me like a newborn child The righteous cup runneth plenty so a psalmist writes A little while & the wicked will perish inheriting night If guilty then slay Your child, and comfort me I hoped for an audience with the Almighty No whirlwind of answers, hope falls in tranquil sleep Robe of misery, draped upon me Kept me company The crackling of saddened leaves Trampled underfoot out here, in melancholy The pain came in like a hungry thief If You're real, please say, "follow Me" Some claim one washed clean in the pool of Siloam in Jerusalem Lies... lies! In reality dirt coveted all of the earth Cries... cries!

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