More religious horror distilled into poetry!
If it decides you must be broken,
That's the way this life will go
To punish you for words unspoken,
All bad thoughts to it will flow
It sends the dogs on chases
Through worlds disfigured, stained
It wears wholesome, human faces
Who smile through their pain.
Like a fat persistent leech, suckling at all that's good
“We'd destroy this world for you; don't you know we would?”
Kept in the dark and pampered
Its pets don't search for proof
But with evil they will tamper
Become lucid and uncouth
Vials filled with malice
Banners shouting petty scorn
People fit to host a palace
It decides we must be torn.
Like a clown who never smiles, strangled by what's real
“We'd make the pain stop, but we love the way you feel!”
Bathing in our weakness
Drinking in our fear
Blinded by the bleakness
We struggle just to hear
The cries of angels searching
The all-consuming blaze
We see these demons lurching
Through tempting, toxic haze.
Like a restless, starving madman, wilting in his skin
“We'd die a thousand times and take you with us, lovely sin.”
Erupting in phantasm
Burning in imagination
Our convenient little spasms
A scapegoat of retention
“Its their fault, not mine at all
You have to trust my will
Have to let yourself just fall
So I can drink my fill”
Like a shadow in the basement, fleeing flashlight beams
Don't let me die, don't let me drown, or you'll never be redeemed!
We lie a lot, but for what cause?
Do you see where this has led?
All things wrong and all the laws
Mean nothing to the dead
Monstrous and crouching
Through every corridor
Happy, homegrown faces
Inside us there is war.
Like winged beauties falling in mid-flight, shrieking in delight
At our beck and call, evil cringes, sheaths its blight.