Advent Poem: Advent II

Advent II, by Andrew Peterson

Remember your mercy in Christ, I plead
When all my watchmen abandon their walls
And sin the enemy invades. The seed
Of stray thought becomes desire, then it falls
To the ground and takes root till fully grown.
Why not resist before it comes to that?
Why forsake the greatest love ever known,
And skitter through the garbage like a rat?
The curse cuts through the earth and everyone,
And I am sundered by it, a split soul,
Jagged scar through the heart, a waning sun
Sliced by a moon’s eclipse. Please make me whole.
Please, Lord, I beg you, be patient with me.
Be my watchman. Guard my heart. Have mercy.