Take Me to Church II Take One

My God speaks in double think

About how heaven speaks

Giggling at my funeral

How we're all born...

Sick

The joke is...

A commandment

To be at peace

And live well...

Enough to justify

All the wrong in life

In the face of conviction's heart pounding knife

We're silently taming invalid arguments

Justifications of our prejudice(s)

On this hallowed earth

Of mere men...

My lover's wounded

Too often disapproved of

Silent under heaven's thunder

Mouth of never scene peace

Worship's double think

A church's poison

Give until...

The promise is...

You'll get sent to...

Take me to church

I'll worship in silence

Mocking my faith in jest

As a mute life apprentice

Detested by the echoes of Christ

Sharpening a the karma death knife

Watching Africa regenerated die

Whatever demanded sacrifice

Love's lost in this discourse

So stop being faithful

Worshipping light

In church

It is...

The promise is

An innocent ritual

A soiled madness

Tolerated by ignorance

Bliss's amicable souvenir

Until hope's final amen

Amen...

Meet every week

Born amicably sick

Everyone religious one

Will only in death be well

Beyond the God-dog's reach

Karma's reincarnation 

or 

Atheistic silence

Atonement isn't absolute

Love was once acceptance

A tarnished souvenir

Of a fallen heaven

Amen

The only heaven I'll be prone to...

My God's a woman

She's pure of speech

No double lying speak
She never quotes Christ

Nor speaks worship's poisons

Treacherous double prejudice think

Giggling back in concious disapproval

Beyond heaven's gate...

Filled with mirrors

A jail of self

We're all in silence

Sent to... Amen

Amen...

Amen!

The only heaven I'll be prone to...

Maleficent Condescension: Terror's Heartache I

Divulge the contagious,

      Misery of our conjoined pendulum misfortune swinging inhumanity, Reaching far beyond the ghosts we've once been tidally dreaming, Setting untouchable discovery out on a troublesome phantom  graveyard of hope adventure, Dedicating the plunder to our skin bank tattoo stitched accounts, The codes of conviction's derelict memoir conduct are unknown, Forgotten as first inherited belief false profits in the face of the mirror's threatening reflection!

In lieu of our participation in,
Forgetting all causes
For prophet!

Maleficent Condescension: Sleep Rioting I

Squinched personality,

     Fist of endlessly tongue rolling riot prejudice geared linguistics, Inhaling the socially inherited hate troll's brew, Dialling hemmed phantom estranged mirages of hope into wounds dressed in malice' most atrocious loathing, Having ages of legends ago coaxed crushed spirits to cast illegitimate lure of lies camouflage reflections to the ghosts standing before depression's nearly eclipsing holocaust mirror!

      The life ending substance seeps out from the inhumane explosion smile hiding behind your devolving skin, A fine dexterity waltzed line redefined by the ongoing depravity of your armoured resolve to continue seethe existing!

In lieu of our participation in,

Pretending you aren't read.

The Little Things: Eventful Times I

The best faulted days of life,

     Should never contain the evils we can avoid, Cherish the lost sweat epitome of our dream full youth, while we surrender daily under debts' violent applause at our depravity!

In lieu of our participation in,
Breeding apathy!

Maleficent Condescension: Fate Contraception I

Time karma bombs,

     Rare defiled chaos withered and fate, Turning anew blissfully drowning pate of buried hope we're running from! Pour destiny sickness decisions made by a non-buddhist thundering rampage G-d whose concaving nature's deep intolerant seeded colony of the heart's sphere of indefinite influence entitled conviction! Attached to emotion terror upon the finger's next rise, The sun shall appease prejudice' despicable arrogance learned to accept darkness!

      As karma's eternally tear stained time's oath swearing to change pages' angry expanding bomb, Loveless as a remote frantic irretrievable distance of our humanity; But this lonely bliss is our most tragically misaligned earnest from the very depths of our core's apathy, Blind to the discoloured solitary left and unlearned wheel spun truth's right, To exist is to deny... Or accept the conscious sedation by means sworn to keep you... Meditating on what is deceitfully real and what is plausible of allowance to feel.

     All the incapable while disallowing  the echoes of karma the chance to roam! Beyond the prism of happy doubt we call home! 

In lieu of our participation in,
Karma's endowed slavery
Equality, is it dead?

      

Hive Mind: Dramatic Isolative Conditioning I

Drone six layered,

    Sky winged drones! pock hatred obsidian marked dive freedom's choice bomb earth, From hallow vanquished faith gates where the blind angels of bliss' ignorant darkness remain singing disposable miss-truths about a God whose eternally withering!

   All the while His karma rage is killing off starving children under sarcophagus hands of mummified hope entombed in lingering mother's familiarised territory of the destiny'less! praying infinity might acknowledge the last breaths of the unselfishly dying.

In lieu of our participation in,

An unempathetic tomorrow

Awakening I

Slight of breathless,

    Hands of staring expressions laid tormented bare, Running an unsteadily hollow acreage of hideous fingers over the riddles of her skin, An unspoken calloused eulogy never requiem of her mythical tragedy sung, Evidence portrayed a non linear tale no evil was held libel unto death for... Another worst tantrum dream fear of parents by illicit deviant nature's consent of a dead black conviction has come unintelligibly tear rotten second moral less hand mouth true.

In lieu of our participation in,

Hunting in droves...

For the wrong party!