My Safe Place - a poem by Alfred

When Fear encircles me like a pack of wolves/
And enemy teeth sparkle through smiles under the moon/
Failure's lips waters at the Dream of my Tomb/
As Pride sizes my heart for its next swimming pool/
Lust plays cool, but waiting to play too/
As Greed's hands jumps forward to knock out my tooth/
I'm cornered on every side by a potential bruise/
Of Potential Sins with Real Shadows upon my shoes/
But when the inevitable is inevitable/
The Author of Life rewrites the inevitable/
Cause my heart hosts his Ghost permanently/
And I exist within Him permanently/
I would never step out of Him temporarily/
For its exposure to be jumped temporarily/