Divine Misinterpretation

Divine Misinterpretation

A Poem by Armistead Lindsey

Burn me to beyond my flesh,

Until charcoal becomes my bones,

Prepared to fall into unskilled hands,

And trace amateur musings on cheap paper.

Remake my ashes into your altar,

Ready to receive sacrilegious homages,

Prayers filled to the brim with debasement,

As you pick your false God, or God’s,

And punish each other for differing choices.


Betray my actions with your memories,

Portray as a fictitious being of your design,

Claim dominion over your perception,

And pass on your contortions to your kin.

Teach them of my misery and woe,

Belittle my mistakes to lowly choice,

A haphazard misstep by misstep,

That led to inevitable brimstone.


Pretend me to be a sinner in life,

And a fiery withered soul in death,

As you picture thick sulfuric gasses,

Turn and swirl in my remnants of lung,

Catching breathless behind my tongue.

But don’t scream when your lack of reformation,

Stemming from absence of self-reflection,

Leaves you burnt on my named brimstone.

© 2020 Armistead Lindsey


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Added on April 21, 2020
Last Updated on April 21, 2020
Tags: religion, sacred, atheism, belief, disbelief

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Armistead Lindsey
Armistead Lindsey

United Kingdom



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