Your Chains To Keep

A Poem by Whimsy Gonser

Blank eyes stare
Straight ahead
Black as tar
Your heart is dead
Silent screams
The rage is gone
The shadows claimed
His deed is done

The empty walls
Now stained with blood
The floor's not swept
The rancid flood
Your mess was made
Through dream's deceit
Now face the truth
Bow to their feet

The tongues that wagged
The lips who spat
The warning words
Of high, turned backs
Kneel before
Their downcast eyes
Pity's stench
Will draw the flies

Their outstretched hands
Closed up in fists
Nowhere to turn
But judas' kiss
So crawl along
But do not weep
His tainted vows
Your chains to keep