My body is not doing me favours
The rain that sinks into the ground like I sink my heart into it
Makes me feel as if I slept outside under the pouring rain
Escaped the fever for one night but what does that matter when everything hurts and I can’t think straight
I suppose it doesn’t
Just one day that will disappear forever once it’s gone
And once it’s gone it won’t matter like every day before it
Like me
I’m not doing okay
How can I when my own body makes it clear to me and everyone around me that I’m a failure to society
I drag it down and under
But I’m not taking it with me
I’ll take everything else
See the stories of these gods are brutal
But their stories never led to billions dead
The Spider Queen’s blood sacrifices willing or so they said
And either way their entire civilization ended up gone
Because of the devil that arrived with the setting sun
Oh yes I believe that the culturally and societally accepted “true and real” god
Is a personification of humanity’s worst thoughts
Evil
Not good or loving or kind
Vengent
Not forgiving or compassionate
Isn’t it funny that a nation claiming to follow the loving compassionate forgiving Christ
Shows the world they have none of this
Once
Twice
Thrice
And hundreds of times more
If you go to their door you’ll find they don’t love
Anyone but themselves
And they’ll blow
Anyone else up
It’s funny really, the Fate’s irony
Hell fire?
They say
It will come from thee.
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