THE SHARPENED PENDULUM

THE SHARPENED PENDULM

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

Aztec moon sunken in the eyes

heads rolled down the Montezuma temple stairs

as mercy never cried.

Though the heart shall stop beating in the palm

insanity raged in the Soul

serving a God of sacrifice beyond the Lamb.

Stopped reflections birthed

and in these heads the glow of the moon sliced

the time into its abrupt ending.

Aztec evils saturated like incense

and the stench of the bodies discarded like trash

as they celebrate with each cutting

a God without tolerance or mercy to defend.

From the face of the earth

crimes of ‘flesh real estate’ put an end to the knife

wielded by the Kings of darkness.

Montezuma, eyes of satanic melding

the water is unpurified and darkened by death

standing like a giant, sacrificing all.

Across the World heads still fall into a pit

as mankind stretches evil to its ending abyss.

World War 1

World War 2

Vietnam

and so the sharpened pendulum swings …