If Your God Was Short
If Your God Was Short
By RebelpJones
The swinging doors of Hells cage
Aint been rotated in some time
by nothing interesting
Not till that gentle giant
Come to challenge
wit with heart
and size.
You see you evil beast
some call you Satan,
and some call you God
Well sir I call you none
You have looked
down upon me
as if I was small
Far to long
Until I come to your
Impressive house
To bare witness of
such great stature
I think not
Or to bare witness
of a small mans
Wizardry that
put a cursed spell
On humanity,
Not my thoughts
exactly
Ive spent an eternity
Attempting to
be befitting
To popular beliefs
Well I tell you what
Your witchery is up
I'll no longer be a fool
Be told exactly what to do
Fore the way I see it
I'm up in your house
proving bigger than you.
Proving to be a
bit of a challenge
The beast becomes
enraged and savage
As he rips in anger
The left horn from
His head
And stabbed it
through the
giants chest
I now walk with
the devils horn
Burnt deep all
the way through
to my back.
Copyright © Charles Peschel | Year Posted 2017
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