Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Crackers in a puddle

A crescent,  green and holy

Dark irons emerge from its nerve

Pierce through a virgin heart

Red. Gushing and frothing arise

And flow in the slope

 

White rats scurry in haste

Black ants , hither and thither

Run,  but to no avail

Darkness spares no-one there

Death by drowning is cruel.

 

Snubbing off life for reasons

Beyond comprehension is , a sin

No i don’t blame u mortal

I blame HE who does so

Ensnare you ,blind your logic

 

Curse HIM. No kill HIM

Wait. HE cant be killed

Then put HIM in our hell

Yes , do it right now

Take HIM to trial !!!