Slap on the face Change of pace Anger rise Quicken comes the race Deep inside Black thoughts arise Troubled past Pain, Hurt A blast Spiral down Hate glistened road From charming prince Too wort faced toad Question How shallow A scar How love Cover Or, mure Stinking pit Gutless hate Waiting It’s turn Like death At your gate Can love cover Heal Or replate Let’s hope we find out Before it’s too late © 2013