Idolatry

Idolatry

A Poem by Mek & the Infinite Madness

...There are those who 
dwell in a world
within a world
Filling every void
with their new found faith 'til 
everything gets 
jammed
Distortion's a crime and 
preoccupation 
is salvation from the pain
They fear the graveyard the way 
they fear the past
and they don't listen to the songs of 
the dead anymore
System 
is a hand-tied god
dictated by man
mockery by
the golden 
calf...



Mek
Feb09

© 2013 Mek & the Infinite Madness


Author's Note

Mek & the Infinite Madness
We kill cows and yet run to them when it gets dark...

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Added on February 15, 2013
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