Viva la Rebellion
The pathway of destruction is wide
And many are in route
The end looks like the beginning
And the beginning…
A cloud of soot
But the stairway to serenity is more than meets the eye
It spirals up instead of down
And lifts you far up off the ground
The first step is wide as wide can be
A simple task to catch a grip
They were high up on a mountain top
A garden in the sky
Whispering words of wisdom
As far can reach the eye
They had love for all God’s bounty
The curious and little things
Creatures in the valley
Horns, and thorns and wings
But their gift became their Krypton
Curiosity killed their throne
Who can withstand the night of day?
As the clouds roll in
And the laughter fades away
The warmth of the sun
A distant memory
Fog of the mind
Chains of lethargy
Pray for salvation
An inkling of light
Behold
God is mercy
The following badass poem was inspired by Sue Vincent’s daily photo prompt:
The crow caws in the early morning
then smashes into my window
as I wipe the sleep crusted tears from my eyes
What a wonderful sight to see
as I awake to a hopeful new day
The blood of the morning star
dripping down my window pane
Taunting me to share in his glory
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Says the morning star
I have so many ways to distract you from your path
What happens when you shake a snow globe? A whirlwind disseminates around whatever masterpiece lies beneath. And as that masterpiece awaits patiently to be revealed, the shaker continues to shake and shake and shake, as though chaos is more amusing than art.
