Poem - 09 June 2019, 18:24

A dark Omen

My emptiness is as vast as the oceans that drown
my sorrowful heart
Bewildering youth
you have not yet come of age
Your innocence assures your unworthiness of been wise
A long forgotten task
leads us to break on the horizen

Heavenly angels
I command you to rip out my wretched heart
Accursed in a sanctuary
that makes fools of the wise
If only the repentance of life
is scornfully sung
In a tempestuous tune of
Righteousness

Hear ye!
We gather round like flocks of shameful denials
seeking afterlife
Can we whisper vengeance in tones of morality?
I have come to free you from indignation
and chain you to your condemnation
cursed filthy liars

Accuse me not of my obvious weakness
For I am forced to repeatedly
awaken myself
inviting rapturous blows
to my poisoned head
begat my soul, oh lust
for even in God one cannot trust

Envy
I shall pity the weak and the poor
and despise the rich who torment us all
With their immoral laws and religions
deceit
To be free in thought is to have died merciful , so I'm told...
crucified
by endless waves of boredom
that expels life's
inferiority
A blessing from a dark Omen
is sometimes confined in a solemn manner
or undisclosed secret
Best not to know!
I gravely reassure my
soul....