Thy Way to be Done

mmmm...poetry. makes a great meal

My ideas come in metaphysical mystical madness

In stashes for the ignorant masses

These classes burn turns the phoenix to ashes

And ashes transcend the meanings like flashes

Flash floods can’t drown the atomic titans who clashes

I am ZUES

Thunder bolt throats leaving stains of the echo

I get the last word

And the absurd thoughts read the scripture

Turn your books to page 6-6-5

It’s the brimstone page and it reads like hot fire

“And thus he trashed these fools with rules and left limbs lingering in acid blood pools

Nailed to a cross, riddled in wounds

It spins a subliminal methodical cocoon

And verse after verse the crown grows thorns

Broken in song, but the faithful sing along,

The voices in tune and eclipse the moon

And aliens will swoon in the hum of my harpoon

“Get thee hence, devil! This house is a member of the Clean-sation manifestation

And a cessation of all things

A cessation of all

A cessation

Stop

Reviews

[Kerry O'Connor]

Okay, zEUs, I have no idea why you want to be my friend on WC, but I'm sold on these 3 poems so let's see where this chance meeting will lead...

[Magdelena]

Hmmm. Interesting... I must say i am fascinated by this.. Read it twice. We all have our thoughts on what we see. I saw many things in here. I see a passion also.. As I said, very interesting

Mags