by Mervyn Peake

Author: Cindy
From: San Jose, USA
Age: 13
Date: 5th Apr 2002, 7:07 PM
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Title: by Mervyn Peake

*SATAN*

Sickened by virtue he rebelled and cried
For all things horrible to be his bride

For through the hot red tides of sin move such
Fish as lose radiance at virtue's touch.

Should he reform and vomit up his evil?
It would not only be that his spiked devil
Would be dethroned, but also, amid groans
Those swarming hues that make his joints their homes.


*OUT OF THE CHAOS OF MY DOUBT*

Out of the chaos of my doubt
And the chaos of my art
I turn to you inevitably
As the needle to the pole
Turns... as the cold brain to the soul
Turns in its uncertainty;

So I turn and long for you;
So I long for you and turn
To the love that through my chaos
Burns a truth,
And lights my path.


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