If I could black my face raze my locks go out into deserts to mourn
If instead of crying I could lose
my senses
forever
and awakening see
that I have left my body below
And this pitifully sorry misery
This wicked unrelenting deception
This heartless mockery of
Life
Was over...
It would impart
A sense of closure
Bountiful God
This
unasked gift
This colorful
package
Life
marked
in gay flourishes and swirls
vanity embossed
beneath the shrouding veil
finely etched
engraved with pain
I
Simply
Confess
was divine
And
Beyond my power to either grasp or keep.
Sweet Sorcerer you brought sorrow
Out of a Pandora's box
And you called it
Endurance
I have nothing to do
With you
For your tricks
Are unlimited
To stoop to so much trouble
For so paltry prize to gain
O wizened wizard of time
And space
Did darkness seed your divine brain?
Inside the Sahara of desolation
Biblical koranical fury burning
In the molten heart drops falling The heartless mind is churning
I would I were at ignition point
A hubris laden giant red star
A sky kissed tower under demolition
A state of art formula racing car
At the instant of its wrecking hour
And there is nothing that can save
One slippery moment of
Concious course
Then goodbye to existence.
You keep this gift priced real high
Father forgive undeserving I
To tread upon your marketplace
Where men in your image hate- embrace
Imagine this world ever so fine
We copulate propagating swine
Swing high away my chariot sweet
I long to kiss the lips of lethe.
The devil is in the works
The damnation in details
The animals prowl and growl
And tear your soft entrails.
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(c) Amrita Valan 2014
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