Life or Death

In flagrant fields, in wait she lies
To weave her deadly snare,
She winks her dark and cunning eyes
To all who wander near,
Then, as she spins her deadly web
And spreads her garments wide,
She scorns the praying mother's dread
And laughs with poisoned pride

The venom in her charming smile
She hides with tempting sway,
Her single mission to beguile
Her unsuspecting prey,
Oh, flee her bitter, flattering charm,
And run from Satan's daughter,
The ruby wine, the jeweled arm
Will lead you to your slaughter

But turn and face Golgotha's field,
View Calvary's crimson hill,
Oh, see and taste the priceless yield
Upon the cold rocks spill,
Salvation's gift in humble form,
Revealing all its glory,
Oh, flee the wrath of Judgment's storm
And cling to Love's Great Story

Life or death, we all must choose
When at our crux we stand,
For Satan's field, will we refuse
The gift from Heaven's hand?
Death blooms bright in sin's fair meadows,
Oh, do not taste her dross,
Life awaits beyond dark shadows
Through victory in the cross

This poem was a finalist in the May 2009 poetry contest