Christless

 Scourge en feint death recollect

The shadow of hate on the virgins dead breast.

Doth hath revile in all ill contents,

To seek out the souls afoul therein.


Shades wilt with clasp

A rose of the tongue

Fire's like frost

When touches is stung.


Who are the kings

With rusted bent crowns?

Delight I surmise 

From the fool jesting clown.


Hung at the row

Oh, caged birds wail

Christened a kingdom 

Shat out of hell.


Saintly dear saints

Dead as a door nail-

Their honor and prayer

Erased in dead tales.


No healer can heal 

No pilgrimage token 

From valley to hills

Forgotten as stonehenge 

Preach of the rapture

I will exhale the snow,

The cold frigid frost

To kill the king of shalom 


You ate the lamb 

I laughed at the lion 

No altar nor star can shine since the falling 


Who bares the mark?

Who is the beast?

One's who wrote words

From the spouting deceased?


Lay weary minds 

sipping nectar divine

Ignorance ruled by old mans spine


Heave ho, the bounty ashore,

The-treasure's-in-the-taking--of-what-is-not-yours!


The red dragon boils 

Festering in sleep

The smoke and the sceptre

Defeating your dreams.


Align to the sky

The void of all beings

INRI the ruler

His day is long gone

The babe in the manger

His blood on your walls


A savior worth saving

Could save not a soul

To claim heavenly spark

Is the grand design of the flaw.


If the devils in the details

The light bearers so vague

For thousands of years

No ones heard of his page.


Illuminated archives

Death left impressing

The picking and choosing 

Of divine publications

To follow a season in old celebration

Your Christian practices in Pagan foundation.


For those deswayed  

To whom walked away,

Why practice the point

Putting a tree in its place?


The rhythm you walk

Is a tradition of ancients

So sure of belief

Your faith is so phallus

With philistine eyes

You'd die for the chalice.


Old wive's tales, now wisdom comes

Deities made for order in chaos alone. 

Keep an ape on a leash, A Gorilla for God!

You put meaning in things

For fear what's to come... -Death

















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