Religion Storm Poems

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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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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When a nation cries, death rides the reaper is a stride, the loss of reasons in a Ludacris season, where men of nations think they...

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And demons scream
Into the crowded sky
Of lands built in absence of mind
Of neon dreams, diners,
Haunted Malls n parking funeral lots
A ghost nation walking the wastes
Of...

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Angel of the Hollow Eyes 
of dark devices and secret lies 
of stone façades as shadowed fly

Mechanical things turn deep inside 
broken and cruel 
each...

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I grip the shifting sands, the drifting dirt.
I pull the earth and let fall through these rough fingers.

I pull the power of raw nature. 
I...

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Driving deep the liquid pleasure 
Into electric flesh and wires, static

Feeling the rush of white light 
Burning all visions of memories in angelic fire ...

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Looking into your eyes something is gone 
the corners of your mouth are red 
you don’t rest your gaze long
you look away 
dark runs under...

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What right is it 
of Man to challenge 
creations unknowable plans… 

Is it not the will of vanity 
to keep all in the dark 
or...

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Hot white harvest 
a bone dry land 
years have been spent building 
this reapers Machine on desolate Sand 
American madness 
An empire of a dream,...

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Am I the only one, 
the only one left to carry this cross 
through these wasted lands, 
these blasted glass riddled sands.
This cross of madness....

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My head spins as the noise from the crash echoes in my head. I sit up in some kind of terminal with strange trains bound...

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Dark bright Full of hours of midnight
Casting shards hard and dark 
into futures past nothing 
will last time slips away
fast casting thoughts 
back as the...

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In the silence of heaven 
there are half-buried machines 
where a man once wanted to dwell!

Some of these were built with a design in mind...

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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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