Friday, February 27, 2015

The Redemption



I am clean’, I tell her

Lain on the wet grass
‘I am ready messiah.’
Even then her eyes burn with love-
As she washes me with kerosene.
Her touch so tender and caring-
At the sight of my bare body.
She kisses my forehead lightly
As I quiver and whisper,
‘Let me meet my God’

                Fire flickers  as freight flys
                So Preaches the pest plight

Life the price for salvation
Comforted within by the thought of THE saviour
Ah… preferred by Her among the heretics
Among them I stand chosen!
Carrying offerings to the lord above,
Holiness showered over me
Take me messiah, by fire and ice
Take me messiah by blade or venom.

Fire flickers as freight flys
                So preaches the pest plight

Standing… the anointed, Goal… divinity.
One last kiss form the Christ
Before facing the gate way of flames
To my destiny, God beyond
I trust and believe.
Thus the fire flickers, I am brave
The plight pests no more.


The flames wash me eternaly
As I walk in to Gods arms.

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