Delusions

The inspiration that I got for this poem came from Psalm 4. Check it out.

"Delusions"

Silent in my bed I searched my heart

and did not find what you'd expect.

Gold was not what was discovered,

but delusions that the evil counsels did elect.

These delusions, my delusions

I've sought for many days.

How long must I love false gods

and turn Your glory into shame?

Hear me, answer me.

Give relief to my distress.

Free me from my cell.

I've been a captive of evil arrest.

Your face brings great joy.

You alone I find peace.

Finally I lay down,

in safety I fall asleep.

© 2009 Matt Bohannon