printed: F.U.C.K. Poetry Venture #018


        New Gods Decree

        subtle lies, faithless cries
        i hear them all

        for I am one of the new gods
        let it be, the emotional debris

        persecution unending, my soul in lending
        new stye of abuse

        for I am one of the new gods
        flesh is torn, again i'm born

        self damage your sin, as if giving in
        you try to drag me back

        for I am one of the new gods, and this is my decree

        mea culpa       98