When will the ever stale defining taste of worldly fading ecstasy leave my tongue and let my mind not cringe at the thought of its loss but, sing in holy banter second by second in joyous salvation?
When will my soul discard the pornographic lust of my mind and loins with the burn of the flame of a false desire of animalistic flesh on flesh in a meaningless rampage of sweat and stink?
When will the simmering pot of soon to boil over wrath, anger and dread cool to a flameless calmness so that gentle touches and forgiveness without thought and full of heart and love will finally have room to grow, expand and reach beyond me?
When will I be able to trade my dying addictions that chain my foot and hand to hells full anchor which I’m too weak to budge as it pulls me down into a drowning sea of rigor mortis and decomposition, for a full-hearted devotion to my soul lover?
When will the fading into gray cloud confusion be burned away by the light of the bright and morning star, the shining one, the truth of truths and righteousness of love?
When will my fornicated speech become retooled by the wisdom of grace and restoration of mercy so that my vocabulary would attain the righteous merits of compassion and charity to comfort the soul and not the ears?
When will I shrink in my own eye and magnify the seer of sight and breather of breath, the holy majesty of all creations owner and deed holder?
© Billy Charles Root
Excerpt from the book The Hyde I Hide
About the Author
Billy Charles Root was born October 21, 1975, in San Bernardino California and was for the most part raised by my father In Rialto and Apple Valley California. In 1995 I moved to Oklahoma where my wife Tina and I have nine children combined and 3 grandchildren. I have been a professional automotive technician for twenty years now and I still am for the United States postal service.