The Believer
the wind stripped
the warmth from his face
as he walked but
his God whispered to him daily
singing songs of death
and the fire of faith
spoke within his heart
comforting him as he
stepped across the land
so that when he
stood before the temple
and spoke softly
into the darkness
his words of prayer
flowed easily from his heart
my God has overcome chaos
and placed order
in the hearts of men
my God is watching me
no matter which way
my face is turned
my God will comfort me
when the sky is dark
and filled with fear
my God will pour
the fire of the heavens
down on my enemies
and turn them into dust