My Salve

Pray
I don't need a temple
I don't need a mosque
I don't need a church
I don't need people around
Crying
Screaming
Rejoicing

All I need is solidarity
All I need is peace
Peace with you God
My temple is within
You are always in my heart
I will hold you sacred wherever I go
All I have to do is close my eyes
And call to you

Sometimes I smile
At the lessons in life you throw at me
I used to be frustrated
Wrought with anger
Self consuming
I still do it
But it's tempered
Channeled
Focused
Controlled
And when I write

Feel it
My anger
Taste the bittersweet blood that I offer
From every word I wrought
But despair not at my heart
For God is my salve
And as long as I bleed
He will be there for me

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