Waste Machine
One gigantic waste machine chews up the land,
Chews up human beings into moonscape,
Plowing all the atoms into ethereal distortions
Of one long violent scream of man against man,
And man against nature, and man
Against nature's God.
That madness begun by Lucifer continues:
Cains and Lamechs and Nimrods bragging
Amid poolos of blood and in the dark streets,
Setting up their idols and on the plains
Again and again into ruins on top of ruins
On top of ruins, present and future decay!
Sin plagues the land:
That ancient rebellion of man
To become his own god, to know
All things apart from the Creator God
Goes on and on and
Sin plagues the land.
Copyright © Ken Gillespie | Year Posted 2006
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