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Scared

by Morpheus, oneill@cambus.u-net.com


I'm scared.

I'm crouched down here,
I can't look up there.
His eyes ablaze,
With rage.

Please go away
Oh God, go away
What will he do?
What will I do?

The rain slams down.
I close my eyes,
And pray,
For an angel.

His claws strike.
I feel numb.
Then,
Pain like fire.

But no more hurt.
I look up there,
And see the devil,
Yet an angel.

His eyes blood red,
But heart of gold.
I praise the Lord,
For this saviour so bold.

He reaches out to me,
With touch so tender.
I'm not scared of him,
But what about *him*?

He says
"Don't worry."
I don't.