Pamphlets of Prophets

Pamphlets of Prophets And in the barren face of sanity I scavenged For hope Hope between the bleeding Stain Full forces littered the bodies Pamphlets of prophets In useless streets Streets paved with dead Dreams Burning crosses Burning flags The caricatures of hate Hate in the Holy walls and domes of Jerusalem And in the coloured face of madness I found the ever smile Of borrowed light Light in the Holy walls and domes of Death Death in weeping children sung its dirge In the sacrificial arms of Love Love ? What love is there between the ruins of bone and shattered blood Siren screaming its danger to flesh This Auschwitz strip This apocalypse Is a lament unheeded Of starved and parchment skeletons Turning in their graves Piteous demise of theirs Wasted Full forces littered the bodies Pamphlets of prophets In useless streets