Just gone into the blue sky cascading
down below into oblivion where
the water is cold, yet ready to douse the fireball
spiralling downwards to outstretched arms.
Think. Before you board.
You. With the warped vision
of life and death and agony.
Nothing will save you from the hell
you have created taking your own brother
and sister into your short circuit
of idealisms bent and bruised
in the cunning radicalism
of your masters mania.
Just as the stars burn for ever
You too will burn in that endless dynamo
of time unmourned , ungrieved, forgotten quickly.
The waters will not wash away your sins.
You have been baptised in a cauldron of hate.
Go alone. Leave others.
© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved.
Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 4:24 PM UTC
Just gone into the blue sky cascading
down below into oblivion where
the water is cold, yet ready to douse the fireball
spiralling downwards to outstretched arms.
Think. Before you board.
You. With the warped vision
of life and death and agony.
Nothing will save you from the hell
you have created taking your own brother
and sister into your short circuit
of idealisms bent and bruised
in the cunning radicalism
of your masters mania.
Just as the stars burn for ever
You too will burn in that endless dynamo
of time unmourned , ungrieved, forgotten quickly.
The waters will not wash away your sins.
You have been baptised in a cauldron of hate.
Go alone. Leave others.
© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved.
