Sermon

A piece I wrote for a prose-off with a friend of mine. I knew he'd come up with something crazy, so I didn't pull any punches on the anger or depressingness factors.

 Sermon
James Horsley

   High above the city
A sacrifice is made
                Cold steel
       Driven by malice
By greed
                               By fear…

       First meets with flesh,
                         Then buries itself in the plank on which the hands rest


                He is stood against the horizon
                   His mother weeps
                   Crimson flows free like a river from the punctured hands
                    The purest of all…….
                    The Son of Man, His lifeblood Draining
                            Draining
         Draining  
And He is no more…..

                      Messiah….
Savior…….
Satan,            infuriated, cries out at the loss of a legion of souls…


And today, I wake in my bed
With the feeling that that sacrifice has been in vain
I myself, a sinner-
       And the better part of the world as well
Every day on T.V. the newest crimes are uncovered
                                    People treating the earth like a landfill
                          There’s a hole in the ozone you could drive a truck through           


We stroll through filth ridden cities         
              Dealers, pimps, two-    bit-   W****S!!!
 WALK THE STREETS
                         UNCHECKED, UNCONSTRAINED,
SELLING WARES NOT FIT FOR PURCHASING
                        
                                  GROWN MEN F*****G CHILDREN-

JUNKIES
                        ADDICTS
MURDERERS AND THEIVES!
MAKING A MOCKERY OF THE WORLD AND TAINTING OUR LIVES
IS IT ANY WONDER KIDS GO TO SCHOOL WITH GUNS?

         WARS FOUGHT,
            IN THE NAME OF GODS
       WHO’S FACES REAMIN AS ALIEN TO US
AS THE NETHEREGIONS OF OUR OWN SUBCONCIOUNCES


SOUTHERN PREACHERS SPEWING FIRE AND BRIMSTONE
                    SCREAMING, “GOD HATES F**S”
PREACHING INTOLERANCE
                            FILTHY
                                     F*****G
           HYPOCRITES!
                              ISOLATING THOSE WHO MIGHT SEEK REFUGE
MISLEADING THE DEVOUT AND DRIVING AWAY THOSE IN NEED
                     Of salvation……..

AND WHETHER YOU BELIEVE OR NOT,
A SACRIFICE WAS MADE IN THOUGHT OF YOU
                                    TO GIVE REFUGE FROM THE FLAMES
COULD IT BE SO HARD TO RESPECT A DYING MAN’S LAST WISH?
        TO TRY
                  AND STAY CLEAN
                                    AND LIVE A MORAL LIFE?
             SELFISH B******S!
               Myself included……..

                          Satan opens his mouth wide
                     Hungry for souls
 The savior weeps….
                                        Irony….
Sacrifice to keep us from hell
  Yet so determined we are to reach it
                           We’ve created it here, for ourselves.

Reviews

[Lovesleftovers]

I LOVE IT! It's glaringly brutal, raw, honest and angry. The depravity and immorality of human nature and what man has become is openly portrayed in every verse. An expertly crafted description of man's inhumanity towards man. I love the dual dialogue that seems to represent the inner turmoil of good vs. evil and how we each struggle with our own demons.

[Vanessa]

This, I enjoyed. I swear.... it feels a bit Poe-ish (Edgar Allan Poe).
That is a compliment. I mean, the way the narrator speaks makes me feel like he's hostile.
Maby I'm wrong. Either way, this is good. GREAT, rather.

--Vanessa Alyse

[Who among Fire]

I enjoyed reading this. It reads like a madman wandering the streets and shouting at people about their waste & degradation.

Good stuff.