Blood and Guts

Inspired by the song "Blood and Guts, and Guts and Blood" A haunting orchestral song from a tragic story called Berserk. Very short poem by my standards.

Blood and Guts

 

Raped of God and reason

Heart still beating, blood still bleeding, lungs still breathing

They took what made the human man

Left the devil to be damned

Meant to die a young fledgling hawk

Where the raven’s Salem flocked

Praised, as a mercenary in the cold

Wings unravelling in henceforth fold

Flying figures fallen leaves

Left them hanging by the trees

In a gentle loving breeze

Bathed in the vials of disgrace

Left in faith to find his fate

To know his duty, know his place

And still he carries ball and chain

With a certain calm disdain

Author's Note

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