On the 8th Day


On the 8th Day

God crushed creation

He had held it in his hand

Just to start all over

Bring it forth again

On the second 7th Day

God rested

Admired what he done

Man had other ideas

Blinded by money and power

The wars had just begun

On the second 8th Day

God crushed creation

Only to start it over again

But the human condition was critical

To kill and crush and quell

Not even God

Could rectify the eternal hell

On the third 7th Day

God rested realizing what he had done

The will of man works in both ways

Evil and righteousness

Free will at stake

The center line was drawn.


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Thought to be the top of the food chain,

I’m left to ponder why,

Only species to kill each other for sport,

Dying for gold and God and lies,

I’m only left to laugh,

At such hubris and pride,

I carve our epitaph in stone,

As a tear rolls out of my eye,

“Here lies man,

For he created his own demise.”

Dance of the Devil


We all think we are going to Heaven,

Rationalize our actions in His name,

But tell me who is watching,

As we rape and murder in vain.

We want revenge,

Perceived actions make it right,

Look upon what we have done,

We’ve flipped the switch to our own plight.

It’s a race to arms,

Ignoring what history told us,

Killing in the name of _____,

Insert your chosen One here.

Who will be left?

What will be done?

To the victor goes the spoils,

To find who’s God is number one.

We killed while we prayed,

Mindless thoughts focused on gold,

Masqueraded as the Crusades,

Lamb of God led to the slaughter,

Promise of salvation at the end of the day,

Clever tricks keep the masses at bay,

Armed with power,

The rich sit at the throne,

Laugh at the ploy they create.