A birth from
death
With a single
breath
The newborn
man has left;
His idle senses
awaken
Sounds,
smells and sights
The giant man
is forsaken
Into the
darkness of the night
A fallen
angel, in the depths of hellfire
Rejected by
man, he is a slave to desire
The desire to
be, to learn, to love
The wretched
man will never see the heavens above
Bleak skies
make cold nights that darken the heart
The king has
killed his son, his worthless work of art
The monster
is awakened from the slumbers of sin
Wreaking havoc
among the innocent, from the stroke of his skin
Who can love
a man born from the unhallowed wombs of the grave?
Who can save
a life, when there’s no one left to save?
A man carved
from rotten wood, crumbling on the inside
He is
searched, he is hunted, he is alone with nowhere to hide
Ashes to
embers, no one will remember
Who this
monster really was
A benevolent,
eager fellow
Seeking acceptance
and a cause
A cause to
live, a cause to die
A cause to
make one laugh or cry
He had none,
he was done
The created
man was the only one
And so he
lives on, as a con
Pretending to
be the being he’s not
When he dies,
all the lies
Will lie with
his body to rot
No comments:
Post a Comment