Tuesday, 7 February 2012

Mc2

Looking for God in the dead words
Of the Holy Bible to find only Prometheus bound
Seeking among the soulless priests and their
Cursed church, reeking of ego
Seeking God here in the power struck bricks
Of this Lucifer religion. Saul's holy cow
I turn from the fall
Out of the preachers sex and lies
Beyond concept, beyond christian hatred
An anarchist among the stars
... In love with the infnite purity of light
Consumatum est Mc2 = e

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