A F'Kd Up World
man is broken and hell is earth
we are bound
burning at the core
awaiting what's next in store
my sanctum, unholy
wishes walk on your waters
tearing
across the sepluchre of time
mounting no glory nor eye
don't wait for the wings of acceptance
accepting was never the course
grab hold the shaft's new arising
leading temptations awry
on knees prey'd of redemption
sinners hung out to dry
life no longer worth living
living has laid down and died
Copyright © Ts Poetry | Year Posted 2020
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