Desert Bombs

With your Lord on a string
choking your throat, a sting
to your intellect:
or the thoughts you can't collect.
It's your excuse for your life
and you pray that you're right.
A mistake means damnation,
only - to me - annihilation.
Clasp your hands before your face,
His blood, His body that your taste,
and the words you send to the clouds
(like desert bombs that sound too loud)
are empty claims of faith and righteousness
that death will teach is only myth.
How many lost for simple gain
before they learn to trust again?
In smoldering huts in country X,
young men chant their vengeful hex.
Their brethren forever fewer,
but they're the evil doers.
So, keep your faith and hold on tight,
it's hellfire your savior did ignite
when a country on his globe was vanished
and he declared his mission accomplished.

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There are a lot of people who've written this peom better than I did, but...whatev.


"It's his name on your mouth; it's his cross on your neck." Kevin Devine 'It's Time To Burn'