Religion Hurt Poems

You Never Cared For Me 

You never cared for me 
I was not your son ,
We did not embrace 
Each or either one .
Your religion...

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How did you become featherless
Angels are always blessed and do bless
Standing too close to the fire
Devil got me in a crossfire
Make sure you always tell...

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Love lets you makes mistakes
Without leaving you
Immersed in the pool of regrets,
Swallowing back tears and remembering
The sins that colored your heart
Hard and darkened your dreams
So...

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Here lies the hypocrisy of God
A man that lived with what was given
Learnt to make due with his condition
But still God left him to his...

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Words I cannot say, 

I feel as if I am buried up to my neck in clay. 

A door that I cannot see, 

Despite having...

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 A Wise Woman

They say a wide woman should build her house, but what about the piggish man with mannish mannerisms? He’s filled with doggie...

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Weapons of mass destruction 
a time for mass production 
this is the way the world will end 
in silence, this is the way the world
is...

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Lost in a sea of pain 
Lost to the doors of a Secret Night
Far, far from the shores
of hallow be thy name
searching for the Sacred...

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Wings black as midnight draw back 
from infernos façade 
Secret devices sharp, 
keen of talons and man-made MAW 
EYES; Scarlet, pumpkin fire orange at the...

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On site of this forgotten Babylon
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in this annihilated place
What strange creature’s kin
to inhuman race
Dwell deep in antediluvian hells 
Uncanny...

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WINTERS HOUSE 
Black, bare in despair 
alone to nowhere 
On a corner crossroads to everywhere
Sits a house half-forgotten 
a house full of itself and memories
Dark...

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A stupor born from a haze of deceit,
My longing is requisite and tasteless.
Redeem the worth of another fool’s charm,
Who am I to append fate and...

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Act Eight, Chapter One. Part Three
                Part of a grander...

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A god mended in string and wired corsets, armature. 
The blackened police the striders in the dark… 
a crippled plaything, 
a hymn of the tourniquet...

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Rule of law 
Burning under the sun
A smoking barrel of a Gun.
In the Shadow of her son,
The eclipse in full halo of fury’s gold,
Crimson n...

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