Sacrifice

 

Protagonist-igniter

Prime variable for the flood

Severely sinister apathy

Prodigy of paradigm

You shalt not sound

An out cry

 

Squeeze the life from your lungs

The belt of your black hole

As drowning cosmic possibility

The proprietors reap the benefit

Leaving no one upon the front

Replenishment a thing of memory

 

You shalt not make a sound

Says the futile lord

His infernal hand stripped

To the bone, a decaying mass

 

Sleep my lamb

A blind sleep

As a funeral ballad plays

Requiem in the air

Black shroud marks the star

Jerusalem the hole of worms today

Smites both master and laborer

 

Spare the expense

They will scorn you

For your sacrifice

Sacrifice (Remorse)

Your sacrifice (Cognizance)

 Sacrifice (Revolution)

Your sacrifice (Your price!)

Reviews

[Lucinda Bogart]

In Response to Sacrifice

Injustice is burning
The times they are turning
Intimacy lost
So great a cost to bear

Not so says the jester
In response to the tester
My life is but mine alone

The seed she be planted
Your reign soon supplanted
And none will have nary a throne

[E. M. Murren]

Wow... I read this as a prelude to Lucinda Bogart's poem and was led to a real treat. Absolutely Fabulous work. It really makes one sit up and take notice. I like your use of metaphor and independence of thought. Bravo.