Friday, December 23, 2016

Fanatic flaws


The messiah softly spoke his words to atone me at last
Naked as I strolled on the Autumn's garden of Peace
Smelled the noiseless flowers bathing in Summer's Sun 
A tinge of flawless joy brushed its endless paint on me.
Was this the beginning of an end or an endless journey?
The mountain of snow reminded me of my holy land
Where I used to tread on many sandy roads trading blood
I was a slave to heinous crimes yet felt no shame
What drove me to commit and justify those acts, I don't know.
I felt I was doing them in God's name, but I was wrong.
The jury that stood before my numerous sins wept with pain
I was no more a man. Just a shadow of the soul they once sow
They have never urged a man to kill but the Satan twisted me
Instead of praying to our God, I prayed to devil, unknowingly
As the war will cease some day, I will wake up to be man again.

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