Defiance

The lurid pleasures of defiance
Lure my soul to make alliance
With darker and forboding foes
That care no wit for fleeting souls.
Memory is their armada,
Recalling doomed bravado
By which we face torment,
Till pluck could no more foment
Our hearts the world’s woes endure.
Now we are held secure,
By bitterness bound in chain,
The greater woe of our refrain:
The crueler fate of fated Man,
Fated to hate Heaven’s demand –
Shaped to long for liberty,
Born to bow to tyranny.

Featured image: “Satan Going Forth From the Presence of the Lord,” William Blake (1825).

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4 thoughts on “Defiance”

  1. “Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is Liberty.” 2 Corinthians 3:17. Sadly, we have all been committed to sin that God may have mercy on some of us. I pray people come to know His mercy and that there are many pleasures had under redemption. These pleasures are wholesome, related to family, joy, love. Far better than the wicked pleasures of darkness.

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