Untitled (Last Poem)

Here’s the last poem. Once again, I haven’t done a lot of poetry writing from 2002 until now b/c of my time spent on my novel. In fact after this one, I don’t think I wrote any others until the three I posted on my blog in October.
This particular poem was written for a friend that gets depressed quite often. One day when I was praying for her, God gave me this poem. I have never written a poem so quickly or easily before or since. It’s also the only poem I chose not to title. I don’t know why.

Untitled 2005 (age 33)
Depression
Has settled in,
How can she
Tame such a Beast
That devours life’s joy?
With teeth and claws
That scratch and bite,
And a forked tongue
That whispers hate and deceit,
And purrs sweet nothings
To make her believe
Its treacherous lies

Redemption
Has paid the price
To kill the Beast
And set her free;
With nail-pierced hands
That comfort and heal,
And eyes of peace
Full of hope and love,
And words of truth
To bless with joy,
And a pure heart
Full of mercy and grace