The Boy

Photo by Pixabay

The boy, now an ancient man in his nineties with speckled skin of ages in the sun and wind

his body, now incompatible with life was once so strong with the life blood of resilience

All of the Love games have been played and the illusions faded away

He said, ” Evil is a hunter and only the bow of the Cross and the blood of Christ upon that Cross can shoot the arrow of the abyss into that hunter’s heart. “

Then he closed his eyes and was The Boy again.

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