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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