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No God of Mine
Cement, sand and gravel, blood, body and soul Eternity bred from hell's darkest hole Combine gruesome aggregates, hydrate the mix Mould them and dry them, then stack up the bricks. Thought in advance and precision laboured Set automatic, eternity savoured No human hand shall guide the contraption Though flesh of the wretched shall end it's inaction Disease of the flesh and a cancerous mind Sliced, diced and grated, butchered, entwined Reject the mortality, opt for eternity Building bricks cast out of gory paternity A brilliant mind of malicious intent Relinquishing life it's ire to vent As genius schemes to steadfastly stand The unwary stray shall succumb to his hand Checked and adjusted, boxes all ticked Nuts taut to torque, switches all flicked Mechanised rumblings as levers engage Hands upon ladder that aides vented rage Foot over foot and hand over hand Ascending the rungs to last mortal stand Madly gaze down upon sick deprivation No bullet or rope, but self maceration A crucifix born of a sanity slide Calmly steps forward, then over the side Gravity grapples what no God dared grasp No flinch, twitch or judder and no deathly gasp Multi toothed roller now mangling skin Crushing the ribcage and organs therein Vertebrae powdered as mouth falls agape And brains splatter out as a well trodden grape Rollers rotating the scarified giblets Feeding the hoppers with pulverised tidbits As mad mortal gloop is conveyed down the line A voice issues loud, 'No God of mine' No God of mine, I shall never pray I shunned you before, I deprive you today No God of mine and this is my way My soul is my legacy.... ... AND IT SHALL STAY! Machinery silent, rollers now stilled No man shall know of the blood that has spilled For sinister foresight meant nought would be seen As auto clean jet-washers scour the machine Ivy and nettle, bramble and dust Seized engineering, cobweb and rust Time welded padlock stuck firm inside Yet a size ten key creaks doors open wide One thousand sunsets and as many dawn's Executive residence bounded by lawns A house made of seemingly made on-site blocks Where watches don't tick and a clock never tocks Local celebrity, game show winner Washes up after a housewarming dinner She drys a tumbler, he washes a knife So smoothly to slip through the ribs of his wife Fashion designer, top of his game All that are trendy brandish his name Life is as good as he ever dared hope As he silently swings at the end of a rope House hunters wary, everyone suffers When marketability contacts the buffers And nobody knew when they took on the rental That Doris would die when Ted went mental None would consider malignant presider But one death too many, the final decider Demolish the bleakness that evil bestowed Rubble now hardcore laid under the road Opened to traffic that very first day Motorists flock to this new motorway Fatalities soar as good driver Wayne Does a handbrake turn in the outside lane Finally figured the evil foundations Lecturing NASA and United Nations Scholar and cleric share grudging handshake No media present for sanity's sake Convey sick damnation to safe outer space Challenger writ upon stark carapace For every contingency, no expense thrifty And sometimes the mercury drops below fifty Brittle components barely discussed But what dragged the mercury into the dust A sinister presence with deeds set to do Count seventy two, then the whole thing blew Precipitation; ash, fire and dust Wind blown evil, as gust follows gust Devilish snowflakes that settle at will Malignant fulfillment of a mind that was ill _______________ [The primary cause of the space shuttle disaster was an o-ring of a design that hadn’t been tested below fifty degrees. But hey... it’s Florida’s right? That fateful night before the launch, the temperature went through the floor. That o-ring became brittle leading to its subsequent failure.]
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