A poem I wrote to express the oppressions in religious in a religious cult and my determination to abscond.
Can life offer better grenades than this?
Strikes of vain lightening
Piercing my heart to a hold
Jesus, I know you are there
You are here and everywhere
Strategic campaign of calumny
Looms with political desire
Wills and wheels shatter
Oh Lord, you melt, mold and fill
Testing every avengers will
Sparkling lights that shorn
The thunders that strike death
Operating with alacrity
Scattering the temple of God
Bastards with bread of communion
Gestapos training in robes
Brainwashed, blindfolded and naked
Hoping, living in pseudo hopes
I’d rather cut the breath
Than nurse the coward in me
Welcome to Authspot, the spot for creative writing.
Read some stories and poems, and be sure to subscribe to our feed!
