The delinquent of crimes
will be hung from trees
I will have my reign as your goddess
I’ll have my vengeance on you
My patience won’t tolerate redemption
my anguish conquers all
the ditch of relinquished salvation
that zenith where stimuli and comatose collide
Witness a shadow, shadow-less
for our past mistakes, we are hurled;
from the beginning of the protectorate
that keeps Gaia spinning
Mankind incarnated in boneless residue
souls caught in recession
fed to terror as scapegoats
fleeing in their own country of trepidation
listen to a pulse, pulse-less
diabolic heritage in tainted veins
scheming the dawn of carnivore seeds
and the dusk of human breeds;
Pray a silent prayer, for a godless kingdom.
Author notes
Inspired by contest...
"THE BONE GODDESS" ... - Lauren Raine
A contest entry
- Mother of Bones - Honoring the Works of Lauren Raines by lunarlunacy.
700 points, ended July 1, 4 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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