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Soulace
Poems
Jun 2022
Kingdom Come
In the quiet murmur of hushed tones
And blasphemous whispers
I burn a torch over a simple question
For many suns and moons, I have wailed to the stars
My bloodied will, brandishing my broken body
The rhythm of my feet kissing the burning sand
For inside my chest, a song beats
Bereft of love, and the banality of wrath - no,
But of obedience, and blind faith,
The crucifixion made living
Carved into my back, a gruesome tapestry.
The slave driver orders me forward.
“Elohim?” I shout to the heavens, on my knees.
Written by
Soulace
23/M/Canada
(23/M/Canada)
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