demons thank us with Iago’s claws
always
scrawl their thoughts o’er god’s
always
torture their plan, gratuitous
again
give up reciting their reasons
again
close your eyes, defend your mind
before
darkest evil o’er us spread
before
dawn of other stung us with its poison
once upon a time
nudes preferred the evening light
once upon a time
Jesus called the little children to His feet
he died
tired of the light His skin crawled to its end
ahead
a vacancy, His promise for our life
ahead
kings and queens play as divine
today
tortured children die in our cages
today
their blood flushes raw o’er emptiness
forever
where our hearts used to be, now gone
forever