Deliverance
Man of two men, bestial and chaste
with a barrier down the middle
of his soul,
dividing demonic hideaways
from upright plantations,
dividing infernal soldiers from angelic fighters,
habitants of the dark from the seers of the light,
enemy of the divine from the advocates of the Godly,
marauders of the temples from resolute cathedrals,
lovers of the defiled from the extollers of the pure,
executors of pain from the wholesome of mind,
riders of the virus pollen from the hearty forests,
denizens of Gomorrah from the Holy Garden,
partakers in the orgies from the air of the Kingdom,
separated by an iron door with rusted ancient bolts,
keeping the wicked from the righteous,
the wicked imprisoned on its own turf
with bloody claws in hopes of
clawing its way out,
or looking for an explosive
to ignite and blast
its way through the barrier,
or for a weakening in the man’s stable mind,
a new pleasure to bring to his senses,
a seductress to soften his stone heart,
to surrender to the wiles of her scheming mind
and her tender touch and silky skin
as many have done before and forever will;
a rising up of the wicked and
overpowering of the good,
a story of the deliverance of the wicked
to the threshold of the human spirit
and the downfall of man’s moral principles.
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