My heart is black as midnight.
Satan reaps havoc over my life.
I’m held captive by lustful thoughts.
Hurt by arrows in piercing bouts.
Wielding the Word as an edged sword.
Sharpened with Saints in one accord.
Am I entering a deep black hole,
Besieged by evil thoughts untold?
I’m helpless like a hatch chicken:
Floundering with little direction.
I don’t see freedom’s light in sight.
But God hasn’t abandoned my plight.
Only God sees my helpless estate.
His Son Jesus knows how to relate.
Letting God’s Word burn deep within,
I hope my darkness comes to an end,
Trusting my flesh yields no dividends.
Wielding the Word is my only defense.
God has regarded my guilty journey.
I Thank Jesus as my defense Attorney.
His dripping blood secures my freedom,
I’m ready to enter God’s Holy kingdom.
Darrel Venable
Divinity Poetry 