Friday, January 16, 2009

something i wrote back in 96

Burned
As I stand by these stoned walls
I’m locked up with these cold metal chains
People all around me hollering and screaming
There’s two arrows holding my arms up right
These evil people had shot them into me
The bloods dripping on the ground beneath my feet
As someone stabs a black dagger into my heart
I’m bleeding and I scream in pain
Don’t let me die dear lord I beg of you please
But the blood continues to poor out and drip down to my feet
I slowly tilt my head forward and close my eyes and weep
They take these stakes and put them near my feet
Took the fire from the torch and lit the flames on my shirt
As I scream and burn away
I’m in even more pain now
Yet somehow I wont die once these people are gone
God will pore the rain down upon me
And heal my wounds from this earth and set me free of these chains
So I can go along with my journey
That’s all I need to say
I will travel on my friend
Someday…

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