Once on a Mondays Stroll
I came across a hidden Cross.
Polished to a Spot it glinted with beauty,

It told me of devotion, hard work and Love
that a Carpenters hand had immortalized.

But lifting it up I found a termites nest,
Left unattended, they had crept up on it
And were now eating through Someone’s Salvation!



One thought on “A SOULS LOSS

  1. The termites imagery is powerful! The fact that a cross looks shiny but when upturned termites are making a meal of it… Good work as always but you should consider structure maybe;
    Try making each stanza an equal number of lines.

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