Just A StatisticA Poem by KatDarkness"I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist. I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a s**t" - Marilyn Manson. _________________________________________________________
Shadow people, bored gods, restless spirits like dead flies in cobwebs, dismembered and Stabbed mid-worship; caught in the act of unmotivated abuse, just leaning against the Frosted glass, a crush of bodies peering into chambers, eyes full of nothing, they drain my Mind and wrists, rust each thought with their blind loyalty, If the angels are watching us always then what kind of perverts are they? I love your talk of Accidental defilement and apparitions that never existed.
Your talk of "prayers being answered" is redundant, save it for the Americans, I don't believe it, where is your god when people are dying, medicine outweighs the value of Your hierarchical higher-power.
The malignant tumour of your gouged-eye faith infects a society that wants to die, I watch their willing suicide, we always aim to please; Like Stalin said "The death of one is a tragedy - the death of millions is just a statistic." © 2013 KatDarkness |
StatsAuthorKatDarknessIrelandAboutMy name is Kathy, and I am a psychological horror writer, who enjoys philosophy, psychology, art, writing (duh!) reading books by Stephen King and Karin Slaughter; and writing dark, abstract poetry an.. more..Writing
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