Blood courses through her veins <br />As Satan spreads His vast wings, <br />Huddling His offspring together. <br />He wants this child like no other; <br />Chosen from the many observers – <br />Innocent, unknowing, fearful. <br /> <br />Curtains fall around the dimmed stage <br />The bloodied chalice raised in honor of Him. <br />Strong hands pass over her paralyzed body. <br />Hear their words and see their insipid faces – <br />And be taken to another realm of darkness. <br />Fear it is here she is left to die alone in agony. <br /> <br />Dull chanting off in the distance whirrs on. <br />Crumbling leaves beneath scurrying little feet <br />Speaks to her of comfort and life in another world – <br />He has left her here for now, bathing in His evil. <br />Taking flight into the ghostly shadows beyond, <br />Leaving her soiled spirit trailing in the cool mist. <br /> <br /> <br />http: //allpoetry.com/poem/4549709<br /><br />Kim Schilling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-chosen-child-2/
