Deceit’s path is clearly laid out,
Leading to the pit of despair,
Full of nothing,
His word has no substance.
Loyalty is his weapon,
Wielding trust for his purpose,
His path goes nowhere,
He stands on the precipice,
The yawning abyss is his destination.
Honesty will wait for God,
Trusting his words,
I wait each day for Eternity to speak,
Knowing my dear enemy’s sleepless nights,
Are his constant reminder of what is lost,
The trophy gained will be his millstone,
As he clutches at worthless hope,
Ending with the angry words,
From a life lived in dissatisfied greed.
My anger is gone,
Not wasted on discarded loyalty,
Truth belongs to eternity,
And, I belong to eternal truth,
All the hate filled words snarled at me,
Are gathered up by Mercy,
He gives them back to Hate,
They become Hate’s own judgement,
Shattering his wall of arrogant pride,
Justice arrives to God’s beloved,
Wait, it’s not far away, loyalty’s gift is coming,
Restoring love is yearning to complete His work.