POEM: We Are In Dark Places As Dead Men
By: Eric Gajewski
From the work, "Fortress of the Soul"
We have groped for the wall, and like the blind we have groped as if we had no eyes: we have stumbled at noonday as in darkness, we are in dark places as dead men. Is 59:10
Here is the latest poem from "Fortress of the Soul". Please enjoy and share it. We should often keep death, sin, judgement and hell before our inner eyes.
At the end is a collection of some of my poems