I Have Killed Them
There are no suns in my world
I have killed them
No rays of light, no dogma insight
I have killed those as well
I’ve embraced the night
Prettier than my sun, this glimmering starlight
And yes, I do sense the hypocrisy
In my core
Cathedral walls with bright stone
Stained glass and a golden cup
To atone for sins
Of humanity’s past, you see
There are no messiahs in my world
I've killed those as well
I had a home and a name
To inherit what is mine
A throne of the dead
And a crown too heavy for my light head
There are no suns, no light to be shed
Copyright © Mustafa Salim | Year Posted 2020
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