Jezebel
One who reaps the blackened fruit
but loathes the taste of its ferment
is the sailor who can't tolerate
the foul stench of his only catch
the one that fears his only God
who provides no hope for serenity
is the blood on which his grace will thrive
as the follower lives in poverty.
let him breath for he hath not sinned
yet kings of men will show no mercy
in this they form the cruelest of men
the ones deemed worthy of hierarchy.
With the dogs she rests as the houses will burn
while her children all suffer and await their turn
the sulfur now boils and mountains now fall
As kings of men gather in swarms, one and all.
The millions gathered here to face judgement today
are the souls who will perish and have died all in vain.
So draw the cold nail from my immortal wrist
The vein that pumps strongly, your disdain and risk
an eternity fooled by a single man
Our faith falls victim to the most unholy of scams
One true believer in a wall of pawned men. Intentions driven, innate, and bland.
But to think that my words, were written divinely,
is an untold secret, a true fallacy.
Copyright © Devin Chehin | Year Posted 2013
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