Bibles

Bibles

Familiar security awaits us
When we come home…
But some kill over frozen resin-cast exclusive fantasies
Of home…

The prophets on their one-way road
Told us enjoy each day, be kind
Forgiving peaceful perfect…

The rest is illusions installed by
(well-intentioned or insane) sorcerers
To curl humanity into impossible knots

• the Babel to end empathy -
  To war in predictable
  Patterns, Fibonacci paisleys of
  Fire and carnage circling
  In a vacuum of no-faith, only
  Evil’s utter emptiness
  The awful necessity of cruelty
  The inevitability of misery
  And despicable destruction
  Of home…

And indeed for those sub-humans
Who wander off into their sad Midas dreams
Seducing hostages

Hell is home…

January 2019