Walls of reinforced steel
reserve, packed high
with political ambitions
the steps leading up
into the night sky of diamonds,
for prayers from the pulpit of doom
to those huddled below in the basement
chants and incense sticks
the temple stood imposing
upon every worshipers fear.
She was more than *****
as she danced snakes
gyrating to the tax collections of
repentance. At night she coiled
around the sanctum sanctorum
of greed and faked ******* of deceit.
God gave -the priest didn't!
Author Notes
Even if God gave the priest wouldn't?
Contemplation 11
© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, a month ago
Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 3:48 PM UTC
Walls of reinforced steel
reserve, packed high
with political ambitions
the steps leading up
into the night sky of diamonds,
for prayers from the pulpit of doom
to those huddled below in the basement
chants and incense sticks
the temple stood imposing
upon every worshipers fear.
She was more than *****
as she danced snakes
gyrating to the tax collections of
repentance. At night she coiled
around the sanctum sanctorum
of greed and faked ******* of deceit.
God gave -the priest didn't!
Author Notes
Even if God gave the priest wouldn't?
Contemplation 11
© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, a month ago
