God’s favourite child cowers,
in fear of humanity.
Envy bears its cruel fangs;
Hate joins him.
Piercing crown,
sewn with thorns.
Beauty and Grace cannot defend,
they observe silently
as a golden tear slithers
from a glittering eye.
He did not plead,
silence
bled from his mouth.
Divine beauty
wracked by shivers,
yet he still shone too bright
for those trying to claw out the light
no façade of calm
an innocent doe
ivory turned crimson,
made them seem ugly
He told his Father, “Forgive them,”
but they knew
what they were doing.
Oct 18, 2025
Oct 18, 2025 at 10:38 AM UTC
God’s favourite child cowers,
in fear of humanity.
Envy bears its cruel fangs;
Hate joins him.
Piercing crown,
sewn with thorns.
Beauty and Grace cannot defend,
they observe silently
as a golden tear slithers
from a glittering eye.
He did not plead,
silence
bled from his mouth.
Divine beauty
wracked by shivers,
yet he still shone too bright
for those trying to claw out the light
no façade of calm
an innocent doe
ivory turned crimson,
made them seem ugly
He told his Father, “Forgive them,”
but they knew
what they were doing.
