From Here To There

Eyes like stars twinkle, it prevails over the unanimous.
Who then shall walk through evil waters we tread?
The stars must unfold until the night falls like fallen
Heroic gods.

Columns that uphold there thoughts falls prey of
sick days corrupted are there godless feet there eyes
shine with hell’s fury my hand slowly open it’s gate!

Fallen gods I, shall never have a hero divine or human
I shut where there are no doors. Take up thy shield and
burst the corrupt fountains with fiery passions.
with gasoline skies they scream with animal screams.

Diamond shape thrones, whiter away in heaven,
in heaven, only blizzards exist from camels breathe.
Who does this dream belong? Ant size dreams blows
across yards like lonely beds, in lonely beds darkness
is my comrade. The night suffocates the eyes as the
embers corrode the moving ground beneath our snake
like bodies the gods fill our heavens with existential
despair.

Who then shall besides death will march against
Hieroglyphic ships? I ask once again with the
crushing tide of God’s hand to whom and where
is this City of God, and His loving grace, embrace
His crucifix.

Written by Michael Jones