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Extra ecclesiam nulla salus.

Salvation I seek
From a God
I abandoned
In a desert

What seems
Like
Fifteen
Life times ago

In choosing life
I left his graces
Without a second thought
Running from him

To save my own
Joining Lucifers army
Rising thought the ranks
I was field commissioned

Wondering
In a wasteland
While I wasted
My youth

Now as a retired general
I approach forty in years
Never thinking
I would live this long

Each day I reflect
With that which night will bring
Penance
In its purest form

So much I feel
This is my purgatory
Knowing I will live
Until at least 102

Allowing me to
Consider my wrongs
While righting them
In little ways

Helping the thirty
Find water
Giving shelter
To those in need