Dark God

An older one of mine, but one of my favorite to have written. If you enjoy the darker side of life, you'll find this one to suit your tastes. And remember, not all gods are kind and benevolent...

A dark god stands amongst his court

Chaos beckoning for order

He molds and shapes till his fingers bleed

To forge a shape pleasing to his eye

Monsters all, this god creates

distorting and warping their bodies and minds

Pouring blood-lust into their hearts

Blackening and charring their souls

He makes them dance as he pulls their strings

Makes them fight 'till they bleed and die

Makes them feast upon the flesh

Of their fallen kin and bathe in their blood

He picks them up and smashes them down

Feeding off of agonized screams

He breaks their limbs and tears them off

Then sews them onto the wrong forms

All day long he sits and plays

Making new forms and discarding the old

Burning their flesh alive 'till they die

Then leaving them to live when day turns to night

They howl and wail in their sufferings

Mindless and aimless they scream and die

The stronger made devouring the weak

The weak feasting upon the dying

Savage and hate filled they live through the night

Breeding and bringing new horrors to life

This consummation, this final abhorrence 

Brings full circle this abomination of mind

And when the god wakens and looks on his court

He sees that his toys have life of their own

Then he sits and he watches the panics at his sight

Then smiles and thinks of new games he will play