Now all the gods are killers…

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Dawud
New Member

since 2006-11-20

Posts 2

0 posted 2006-11-20 07:44 AM

Now all the gods are killers…

Now all the gods are killers,
And men weave the fabric of fate.
Religion is confusion,
On our knees we pray to the state.
The church and musjid are fallen,
The synagogue burnt to the ground.
From the ashes of martyrs,
Mixed with the blood of the just,
A new temple is founded,
Raised to corruption and lust.

Safe within the catacombs,
Shielded by the gloom and the grey.
Securely bound in ignorance,
Warmed by the flow of decay.
Entwined within the defiler,
Does the earth tremble beneath your bed?
Suppressed by self medication,
Your body caressed by the dead.

You smile with your eyes fixed open,
But there’s nobody stood by the shore.
Your mind races out with ocean.
As the silver spoon cries once more.
So in a mood of delusion,
Time skips into free fall.
Back at the end of the journey,
Your peers are outside your wall.

A womb of bricks and timber,
A glass eye to view the world.
Liquid crystal images,
By deaths hands the canvas unfurls.
With a shake of the head and lead in the heart,
The conscience smoulders and dies.
In the fire and shrapnel,
Another life lets go the prize.

You’d pray but no one will lead you,
For the priests and clerics are dead.
Their words long since silenced,
By lethargy, lie and dread.
Now rise up you false prophets,
You gods of illusion and smoke.
Now all the gods are killers,
With this we abandon our hope.

Angel4aKing
Senior Member

since 2006-09-27

Posts 1372
USA

1 posted 2006-11-20 02:29 PM

Wow this is really good!! Welcome to passions I will definitely look for more from you....there is alot of power in your words I feel you and hear you...

kingsangel

[This message has been edited by Angel4aKing (11-21-2006 04:22 PM).]

wredgranny
Member

since 2006-11-18

Posts 493
Ky. USA

2 posted 2006-11-20 06:59 PM

A womb of bricks and timber,
A glass eye to view the world.
Liquid crystal images,
By deaths hands the canvas unfurls.
With a shake of the head and lead in the heart,
The conscience smoulders and dies.
In the fire and shrapnel,
Another life lets go the prize.

You’d pray but no one will lead you,
For the priests and clerics are dead.
Their words long since silenced,
By lethargy, lie and dread.
Now rise up you false prophets,
You gods of illusion and smoke.
Now all the gods are killers,
With this we abandon our hope.

Siyo Dawud this makes one to think,there is so much we see in todays world this touches on!

granny!

Midnitesun

Member Empyrean

since 2001-05-18

Posts 28647
Gaia

3 posted 2006-11-20 07:28 PM

Powerful! Thank you for this!
And yet, I never abandon hope, for as long as two 'strangers' can fall in love and sing the beauties of life...there is hope.

Benji Glaab
Junior Member

since 2006-08-28

Posts 12
Ontario/B.C Canada

4 posted 2006-11-20 07:29 PM

The world has definitely moved on as Roland the gunslinger would say. We must hold on to our abilty to prophecise and preach our hearts and mentality to all others.Only time can dictate the future. and only if you write or speak can time tell.

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

5 posted 2006-11-21 04:51 PM

Nice writing...James

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