FOR GOD AND ITS SAKE (The Prince Eye) Fated whispers, they fade into waltzing cascades of people on the streets of cobbles and shards, faded whispers, they pass your ears, your name on the tongues of the masses with eyes ablaze. They speak of you in gestures most bemusing, with words that hint at contempt, with words designed to hurt when the moment is just right, keep that guard up tonight… Catching words with your eyes, you mustn’t miss even one from the hordes of bodies wishing nothing but harm, caught in a web, their limbs appear tentacle like grabbing to exact a revenge for all the first born slaughtered. All in the name of your God, all for its vapid or vacuous sake, to see, hear, or speak no evil, all the while the people perpetuate every damned thing they claim to hate… Hammer the Earth, bring the folks down for assuming they might make of you a clown, gas up the torches and let the people here learn, that it is in only man himself that redemption may be earned. But not tonight… DANIEL C. JONEIKIES January 28, 2014
Posted on: Sat, 01 Feb 2014 02:40:48 +0000
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