Terrible beyond despairing walk,
Menacing cold clutches its stalk.

Fevering swells its crippling tense,
Sickness untold unfathomed suspense.

Destruction impending unjust disguise,
Terrifying deceit in tearful reprise.

Engulfed horror at trauma pursuit,
Disease stricken by powers’ salute.

Fleshly shudders panicking fright,
Nightmares entranced by visible light.

Ghastly quakes punish the soul,
Spirit painstakingly swallowed in whole.

Dawned before mourning bitter inflamed,
Anguishing rest timidly shamed.

Echos that still stricken to end,
Transgressions respite duty amend.

Turri 4/22/11

Painting above: on the Way of Golgotha (Skull Hill) (Crucifixion of Jesus) by Emil Kazaz

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