Vile Air

Vile Air

A Poem by TheUnforgivinFallenAngel

Ventilate my mind, dear God!
The air so vile within
To catch what beauty still survives.
 
Awakend from what slumber - I rifle through stuffy chambers
Without mercy for the fragile dreams,
Without respect for the aged.
 
Oh Merciful God!
This soul submits itself for fumigation
Deliver me
Sense of world renewed
With all her innoscents.
 
Oh Father, I have become what I condemned,
Decrying with too load a voice!
 
The proudly critical eye soon cloudsto all
And must at last turn inward to the fear.
 
For how long with ears muffed against
The danger, have I heard only the ceaseless ravings
Of the cage, only the hollow voice of justification,
Of vain,         unanswerable          prayer?
 
Yet Father, had I not resisted them at all, then
Wouldn't the innervileness have been greater?
When the --Air-- the very essence of my breath
And being-- was filled with their corruption?
 
No death is grimmer than suffocation In the tomb.
Far too long have I held my breath in dread of
Burial premature.
When all I needed
Was some form of gas mask.
A filter against the Age.
 
Sweet Lord of Redemption! Grant me the meekest ignorance
That I may Live!
Let me longer smell their sophisticated scents
And vain perfumes--even as I breathe.
 
Let me look beyond their pillagings in the names of
Progress and Enlightenment
That I may witness Beauty in the trees!
 
Oh Father, I repent most humbly
At your burnished foot of gold
I request of Thee the glittering wealth
Of Spirit you send only to your most righteous.
 
I have unwillingly resisted, unto darkness
Of the tomb, the deflilers of your cherished earth.
                              The bathtub it is filled 
                               To cleans me of this
                                Dark unreasoning.
 
         No one has been spared from this ungodly whirl of mockery
   Nether you.
    Nor I.
     Nor They.

© 2011 TheUnforgivinFallenAngel


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Excellent. Great read. Enjoyed.

Posted 13 Years Ago


dark and deep, and quite beautiful. well done :)


Posted 13 Years Ago


Wonderful, just wonderful! I really need to show this to my friend, it reminds me of her.

Posted 13 Years Ago


P.S. Ungodly whirl of mockery,
Can I use that?!

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is beautiful, it left me speechless...I love the simply complicated (contradiction, anyone? :D) every single line is...you may be boring when we're messaging, but you shine like a f*****g star in your pieces, SO BRAVA!!!

Posted 13 Years Ago



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