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Death Poem - Black Rain
Sailing into hell on the god wind
Stab the enemy as he stabs you
Obey because, turn and face the fog.
They say I will bloom when I breathe in death
But as I fly I think of love and my heart just welts
Leave behind a thousand shades of pink and white
Speckles dancing upon the wind taking flight
behind streaks of the rising sun near Carp Castle
Reminding me of those nights spent with saké
and a now unfamiliar echo of laughter
Those nights spent under cherry trees
A sacred thought I use to put my mind at ease
Obey with a cloven soul, organic heart of a machine
but the half way fuel light is blinking
Half is sinking, the other soars
To greater heights
This accursed thinking let me fall
Back to earth, safe in your arms
Not some weeping comfort girl,
naught but thirteen, twelve, eleven
Ten little years, salty, bloody tears
There was no heaven between her
Semen soaked screams
Fuel is too low to make it there and back
Rather die without this wanton warped purpose
I will not render myself even further worthless
With no heavy heart
Taught to welcome but I refuse to worship
The grave plotted out in the stars
Blackness now
a cloud
a ferocious sound
Do I remember landing
Or crashing?
I think I have sailed into hell on the god wind
This hell appeared in the image of my hometown
Reduced to rumble, to nothing
Darkness eerily veiled the day
The black rain was here to stay
Smell of human flesh, melted
Burnt & Bloated
The sounds of innocents dying
The cries and moans of mothers
Clutching their abominations
Disfigured, twisted by ignition
We were slaves of false prophets
Trained to die by the scorn of monsters
I denounce my obedience
I only obey this final defeat
As I fall to my knees
Venom strangles the land
My country, my heart
Blacken red tears bleed
Driven by my own hand
A sword though my heart
Stab the enemy as he stabs you
Obey because, turn and face the fog.
They say I will bloom when I breathe in death
But as I fly I think of love and my heart just welts
Leave behind a thousand shades of pink and white
Speckles dancing upon the wind taking flight
behind streaks of the rising sun near Carp Castle
Reminding me of those nights spent with saké
and a now unfamiliar echo of laughter
Those nights spent under cherry trees
A sacred thought I use to put my mind at ease
Obey with a cloven soul, organic heart of a machine
but the half way fuel light is blinking
Half is sinking, the other soars
To greater heights
This accursed thinking let me fall
Back to earth, safe in your arms
Not some weeping comfort girl,
naught but thirteen, twelve, eleven
Ten little years, salty, bloody tears
There was no heaven between her
Semen soaked screams
Fuel is too low to make it there and back
Rather die without this wanton warped purpose
I will not render myself even further worthless
With no heavy heart
Taught to welcome but I refuse to worship
The grave plotted out in the stars
Blackness now
a cloud
a ferocious sound
Do I remember landing
Or crashing?
I think I have sailed into hell on the god wind
This hell appeared in the image of my hometown
Reduced to rumble, to nothing
Darkness eerily veiled the day
The black rain was here to stay
Smell of human flesh, melted
Burnt & Bloated
The sounds of innocents dying
The cries and moans of mothers
Clutching their abominations
Disfigured, twisted by ignition
We were slaves of false prophets
Trained to die by the scorn of monsters
I denounce my obedience
I only obey this final defeat
As I fall to my knees
Venom strangles the land
My country, my heart
Blacken red tears bleed
Driven by my own hand
A sword though my heart
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