enough.

There comes a time,

when you hear the cry of your heart,

there comes a time,

when your soul refuses to be quiet.

When the disappointments,

and sadnesses,

the injustice and bitterness

cries out:

enough.

enough of this pretence,

enough of this dance,

enough of these songs

melodies and words.

can I hold my tongue once more

whilst pouring out my heart,

can I plead for forgiveness

whist the hungry beast

seeks to devour.

Ah yes,

the hungry beast,

full of praises

prayers

and poisons.

blind,

deaf

spewing out bile.

in Jesus name.

enough.