Dilemma

A prophet came to town and he saw
a cloud of confusion hovering over my head.

I weep as anguish gives way to wonder and I sing
in the company of angels, smoke fills my room,
like a refugee I rest in your sanctuary arms.

Afternoon arrives and I tear the calm into shreds
with seething anger at inconsequential things.

Image courtesy: http://www.deviantart.com/art/contradiction-83515042

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