Creative Minds

Hands up.

This is what it takes to make a faithless girl pray.

It ought to take less, but so should they.

Our thoughts are reigned by silver tongues, whipping and scolding ‘til we’re left

locked in an alleyway texting recipes for rum punch.

The world grows dark around me - I didn’t choose this.

Ink clots like blood expelled from the uterus; pagan summons, exorcizamus, banshees

that wail for slain virgin cells

sacrifice the goats to bind demons to flesh

and demonise the kids by their own death tolls.

Believe in your snarling god and blame a smile on your mobile for your children’s anger.

This one is for the prophets, the seekers and slayers:

the Devil is a smokescreen. There are only angels

and thieves. May they burn

in the light that they wash themselves in. May the stardust in their soul burn

less brightly than those that they killed. Little boys

with paper eyes and cotton hearts dare to speak out of turn and dictators

raise them whilst their mothers raze them, dictate their erasure,

‘fore their guardian angel arrives at their front door with a Tazer.

(Lucifer is an angel too. His eyes are black and his wings are blue.)

I write of your illusion-darknesses with love. For Nyx is my muse

and colours are abound in the spaces where white is not:

broad stripes of blood smeared at the window,

bright stars outshone by searchlights;

creative minds linger in shadow - it’s a good thing we flourish in dark places.

Not so good for the houses who think us weeds in a bed of weed.

My devilish humanity concedes

that you may stab teddy bears and not children. Gloria patri.

Author's Note

I got angry. This happened.
RIP all those who were stolen from us by those who swore to protect them.

“Recipes for rum punch” – a term used by WW1 soldiers to discuss their poetry in secret.
Nyx – Greek goddess of the Night. Daughter of Chaos and mother of Brightness and Day. She is said to be of such exceptional power and beauty that even Zeus fears her.
“...stab teddy bears...” – reference to an urban legend known as 'Hitori Kakurenbo' (一人 かくれんぼ); a supernatural ritual popular in parts of Asia, particularly Korea and Japan.

(In other news, I am not sure how to tag this at all.)

Reviews

[SonOfaSailor]

Beauty always lies in the darkest corner! :) "lucifer is an angel too. His eyes are black and wings are blue) I love that line

[Bee C.]

Thank you! :) This is very true.

[Sami Khalil]

"I write of your illusion-darknesses with love. For Nyx is my muse

and colours are abound in the spaces where white is not:

broad stripes of blood smeared at the window,

bright stars outshone by searchlights;"

A well written poem. Bravo..................

[Bee C.]

Thank you very much. I'm glad you liked it.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)....