The Dilemma

Sleepless soundless night
Nightmares now we do fight
Given state of our rapturous plight
Can god's grace shed upon us light?
Fire, lightning bolt, mist
Animals in contrite!
Sign! Send please Maker
Give us insight
For if no help aids us
The Snake's head will rear and bite

poem by Ryan Collins
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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