"Soul at War," by Charmane Rae Kelley
Your eyes look barren
like a dry, lifeless desert;
Baking in the sun;
Changing their color
to grey, like stone;
Your soul no longer
waits behind them,
keeping the rest
of your body warm;
It left long ago,
when to you came harm;
Drifting away, captured
by the devil's charm;
Soothed by only
his evil arm;
Not resting in peace
just raging, on and on;
Returning calm;
Only when the heart's
forgiveness warms;
From the laying down
of arms...