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Rated: E · Poetry · Adult · #1996662
A poem about faith and when the end comes for those who believe in the truth of God.

-When The Wind Blows-
by Keaton Foster
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Shush
Quiet
Silence
When the wind blows
You’ll know
Until then
My copacetic friend
Say nothing
Express even less
Just live as is
Fight what if
Make your mistakes
Never take
More than you give
And then
When the wind blows
Your monotonous role
Will truly be exposed
God will shine
His microscopic beam
Down upon you alone
You’ll see such light
Between the intersection
Of your life and death
You will know
That it’s for you
Because it will touch
Your precious face alone
You will know it’s for you
Because he is your god
Your deity of inclusion
Both your wickedness
And your salvation
You everything
Devoid of nothing
I’ll stay right here
In these drawn shadows
Here in the darkness
A place that I so belong
I of course will be amazed
But left unchanged
As you are taken away
Lifted up by the light
Taken from your very life
When the wind blows
You’ll feel it
Upon your lips
At the back of your neck
You’ll know
Probably more than most
Definitely more than me
That it’s time to go
Where
That’s between you
And the God of your choice
There are many
Dressed as all but a few
Blasphemy at times feels good
I know what you’re thinking
I understand the vertex
Of your circular argument
But for you I’ll save it
And for you I’ll avoid it
All saints judge every sinner
All saints stand in awe
Of such blatant disregard
You can’t help yourself
No more than I can
We are all carbon copies of the last
And close facsimiles of the first
Ridiculous such a statement
Must appear for people like you
Normal for people like me
Truth lent like a brick
Run if you wish
Regardless of distance
You’ll still be hit
With all intended force
When the wind blows
You time will have come
What comes after that
Is a secret well kept
I don’t know the answer
Because I have no wish to
But I’m sure that you do
Find comfort in such assurances
They are all that you have
And all that I don’t
When the wind blows
It will be your time to go…


When The Wind Blows
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014.

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