My God’s hands rise above me
and show me birth
Bastardized spirit;
Death brings disdain for the fading of nature
A blood clot upon the wicked tongue of our so-called savior
My unresolved solace
My cries for you,
for the evil which suffocates my being
For those of this Earth,
my apologies; for I watch you suffer
while my own takes you upon your throat
Indifference
I weep
Indifference of life
I weep
Access your God’s inflicted wounds
My retribution for these vile tongues
I cry
Impurity upon you
Eroded innocence
by the false perception of strength
Life stripped of its love
Hate imprinted upon you
Oh Seraph,
I lie here
I weep.