A Crucifix and Crumbling Cloud

Written 12th March 2012

Messiah! 

Save me, they exclaim baring rose around their wrists!

The 12 edges of a crucifix sharper than the nails dug into them carve up flesh and bone faster than any arms, than silver on undead skin and aqua regia on the living.

That is the faith, that showers on you all, or so I see it.

A red herring upon a pedestal, swinging to and fro. Blinding the shot of a man with a rifle in olive,

unhesitant to rotate with the trigger, for the canopy taped over the truth.

A book makes his bed tonight shovel by shovel and the blood spilt only reaches the cover

Though it seeps from apple to resurrection and stains the plains of the dirt we raise to bury believers.

For hope, we defend. For the truth, we sacrifice.

For immortal life granted by God, do we kill?

A sin punishable of no forgiveness, is one committed in his name.

Author's Note

Each of the pieces I post will vary, depending on the mood of when I wrote them, I'm not religious, obviously, but those who are I mean no disrespect towards

Reviews

[Muhammad Ibraheem]

good style of writing and describing your thoughts
:)

[Ohhhwillow]

Thank you so much!

[Muhammad Ibraheem]

its my pleasure
ending lines shows harsh experience of life and the world