~ WRETCHED HEARTS ~
If the great darkness thinks it dark
If the bejeweled daylight thinks it jeweled
They know not the blood-red western ways
For I've fired and bulleted, and shotgun dueled....
Death and eternity are but toys
Morning and midnight, the ups and downs of
The reflections that make the Lucipher-noise
A battle cry from angels and the bloodied above...
City after city, a wounded non-existence
Where, in the last humiliated houses
Rolled on dying, and crying without resistance
For I've fired, inspired, and all without pauses...
Through and from between
The incestuous and the insidious
I've brought the Nostradamus Quatrains
And Revelations remains
I've swept and I've wept
Now, from my Father's breast
I've brought to you, my youth
My name is Jesus
Search your wretched hearts
For you are my proof
I am the light
And I've Come
For you...
Tony Taylor
* a work In progress
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WOW WOW WOW!!! what poem
deep and dark the city on fire and end is
near and I am some where in the city lost
I wonder the streets for days no food or water
death is every where theres lot screaming
and in the end death is away out
Very Cool!!.... thank you Greg for that most excitedly fun feedback!!....I appreciate all the support dear poet brother!!.... stay groovy my friend!!.....LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xo : )
Great to see you back Tony, fantastic powerful work...a great read ??