Here I iz, wanted to write you a goofy short story, but unaware of where that story might lead. Ya'know, I haven't exactly been Kismint the Writer lately. More like Kismint the Arteest. And although I've yet to get my act together and do my lil' "doodle for google" projectomundo, I have been drawing and preparing work for an art fair of sorts (to be hosted at my home school co-op, if you were a-wondering).
That aside, and pushing away the fact that an Arteest generally finds him or herself with a surprising lackage of words and phrases, it is nearly midnight and I can feel a rush of that weird introverted-wordplay that comes into the mind when dreams and reality combine.
And dude, I am master at run-on sentences.
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"The Hope"
by kismint plinkadink
We peer within our hearts that melt so easily in other's hands
And wonder at the darkest stains that show such evil plan
For darkness doth abide well there, in mortal's twisted soul
That even when the good combines, the dark shall take such toll
But fear not, fret not, faceless friend, who's worry tarry nigh
For Savior came to take the load brought fourth by you and I
It was our sin he bore therein, on tree in bloody death
And when the last of all it came, He said in dying breath:
"Father forgive them, they know not of how they have you wronged
Please father do not flee from them, but leave sin as bygone"
His peels echoed in the towns, and curtain did he tear
And trembled did the townsfolk, in Holy Spirit's affair
"It is finished.", Whispered He, then end announced to come
And gone was that: the strife of man; the burden left and done
An end to that which kept us from the righteous robes we wore
And hindered us from entering the glorious Heaven's door
For after death and dreary end of Son of God and Man
Did Savior rise from tomb and gave to give a final stand
Christ had wakened from the shadow of gloomy palace walls
And risen now He walked among them, triumphant over all
"I am with you.", Assured He, as ascending to the sky
And watched by lambs that were His own, he left a living light
The light that now is offered you, to keep in your own heart
That causes fear to flee from you, and victors over dark
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With much love and many-a-dash of randomness,
K-Minty
