Romans 7, Or Tree Bark

"So I find this law at work: Although I want to do good, evil is right there with me. For in my inner being I delight in God’s law; but I see another law at work in me, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within me. What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body that is subject to death?"
Apostle Paul, letter to the church in Rome

Romans 7, Or Tree Bark

Flesh torn from spirit
like branch is split from tree,
jagged cracks, lines, slivers
of bark with a tremendous
flaying sound. The theme
song of her life, each sinew
and vein a shrill and wailing
note that sings the tale
of Body of Death rent
from Spirit of Life.

She claws at her skin,
attempts to silence its desires
with a spirit that is willing
and flesh that is weak.
Only one will win, only
lust or life, for they cannot fall
together like raindrops.

The End

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