~A body of Christ to loose~.

Dialogued with the devils voice
viciousness stands bound
~ he had a choice

Everybody has a choice
~ to choose

A body of Christ to loose
~ the devils honour his muse

So disposable that
~ is human flesh

Casting tightly
~ a ticking bomb
Middle chest

To become
~ the shattering
Leftovers'

Of a stone cold hearts crest,
( no test )

Just a statement
Of disgrace

No pieces
~ of forsaken face
( to stare into the eyes
of an empty soul )

Protest against
~ the father the son
( nothing holy falling

~ within ashes
Marking the darkness)

More ticks for hell
~Whilst innocence is taken

~ He knew, oh so well
( This act of vengeance )

No statement
~ nor Gods hand

God rules to tell
( granted no freedom )
~ Now chained
To hell,

This suicide bomber
~ Formally fell
( Beyond the light to dwell )

No fame
~ nor glory reins behind
( open hearts see the darkness ,
Not blind )

A once fragile soul
( Closed the curtain's to love )
~ forsaken from ever entering
Heaven above .

Nardine Sanderson 23/03/2015