What They Once Called Me
I was called Life and I gave
gifts away
Till they came and asked for
better pay
I was called Religion and I gave
them hope
Till they came along and said
they could cope
I was called Goodwill and I
gave the poor time
Till they came along with smiles
full of lime
I was called Knowledge and I
told them to learn
Till they left the books on the
bonfire to burn
I was called Imagination and I
taught them to think
Till they brought the Red Flag
and washed me down the sink
I was called Purity and I told
them their scope
Till they gave into their loins
and learned how to grope
I was called Pain and from me
they learned Fear
Till they detained and tortured
without shedding a tear
I was called Evil and I gave
them choice
Till they turned to me and
adorned me with poise.
I was called Death and I
brought them on
Till they forgot and labelled me
Demon's Spawn
I was their God, and now I am
dead
Surely they don't seem like
they want me instead?
Copyright © Dylan Wong | Year Posted 2011
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