Abomination of Desolation

The very descriptive words of this title brings an empty feeling,
Like your soul was deserted and your existence was reeling.
Maybe by personal definition, this description would vary in severity,
According to the depth of each's compulsion concerning life's sincerity.

That word "desolation" tends to bow you down with no redress.
It's a place most humans would not choose or even suggest.
Many prayers may well reach heaven, "Please deliver me from desolation."
I would pray that I can rise above that empty place of abomination.

Lucile I. Burke
October 10, 1998

 

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