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Conquistador

Once, long ago

I gazed upon

the world with

conformity’s eyes

and found it absurd

 

And I cursed existence

and my fellow man

 

I built a wall to defend

the tattered remnants

of the sanity I perceived

I still possessed

 

I built a wall that quickly

became a desolate prison

standing cold in the face

of forgiveness and love

 

I ignored beauty’s gentle bliss

 

I insulted love in the name

of an antiquated morality

 

Oh spirits

Oh demons

Oh harbingers

of what lies

beyond

perception

 

It was to you

that I entrusted

my salvation

 

It was to you that

I prayed in expectation

of deliverance

 

I begged for naught

but a cessation of being

to relieve the nightmare

of existence

 

In desperation

I grasped the reins

of intolerance

 

I drew the sword

of superficial righteousness

carving a swath of condemnation

through the ranks of my brothers

for the sake of a disapproving God

 

I wounded virtue in the name of heaven

 

I exchanged reason for faith

 

I threw compassion to the dogs of indifference

 

What pain has my existence

brought my fellow man?

 

My path to salvation lies

hidden among the bones

of those I once held dear

 

Heaven should not

exact such remuneration

for paradise cannot be

purchased with the blood

of hatred and the

tears of martyred tolerance

 

I will not kneel before

such an altar

 

Not again

 

Never again

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patrick-mcfarland
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Sep 7, 2013
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