Glass Castle Kingdom

Protective fingers encircle
Jagged edges puncture

Melting in Your burning gaze
Shaken in its fragile state

A glass castle kingdom
How foolish its architect

The war cry from within
No more than tiny squeaks

Defensive maneuvers
Futile on all counts

Attempted escape or surrender
Both mean certain death

Your Kingdom versus mine
A senseless battle

Lordship demanded
Glass castle kingdom crushed

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  • Nate Chaplin

    How silly of us to resist His Kingdom, especially when we pray “Thy Kingdom come.” I guess we forget that His Kingdom coming means our kingdom crumbling. Great words, Pridge.

    • http://www.flutterbypridge.com Stephanie Pridgen

      so true… I forget daily I think!