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Dead story
written by Genocide Reaper10:52 AM 4/7/05Where has Jesus gone?
Do you want to know?
Images I see, impaled bodies like flowers in a garden.
Miles of results, total war dominates.
All out chaos rules fate.
Its impossible.
I know, its alright I know your filled with hate.
Nails penetrate.
bones crack, pierced beyond the veins.
Blood freely leaking to the ground.
Mother earth has one this round.
Floods of black water,
children washed out with the tide.
thick, dark, gray clouds fill the sky.
Masses of political masters burned alive.
The stench of death does arise.
Lifeless decay.
Withering day.
Can’t help but be this way.
I see what I see, nothing more for me to say.
Pour your heart out.
Clean yourself of all doubt.
Screaming for all its worth.
Wishing deep inside, you were never birthed.
Now a stain, you reside, upon this earth.
Like one of us, like all of us.
Seeking to find the answers for your purpose.
Thought you knew.
Doomsday will be here soon.
Let me explain, it’ll be God’s rage.
Unleashed, a down pour of from a savage.
Tanks burning, smoldering.
Shellshock in the soldiers.
Few continue to fight the demons glory.
Anarchy reigns over with supreme victory.
It confuses you, you believe so faithfully.
In jesus’s story.
Dead end.
All dead, all friends.
Nothing to pretend.
Peasants killed for sin.
No more shall you mend.
Its over, the grace in God’s hate is forever.
You’ll be a skull before long.
You were wrong.
Left alone, to rot. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by butcakes (4-7-2005 - 11:45 AM)
| God loves you... this poem just reminds me of what hell would be like... im so glad im not going there. in fact, thats nothing COMPARED to what hell is going to be like for some. OH how i am glad im not going there!!!... |
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