blood

When the blades of ego fulfill their task
And the feeble fingers of those afraid
On my estuary of blood have weighed
Sombre hands pull and threaten to unmask.
Puerile pathogens do flounder to dam
Scurry back to doubt and mythology
Warning dispensed to their morphology
The overt stench and semblance of a lamb.
Ignorance, one straw man against the surge
Aphotic path toward sanguine climax
Lone religious purging of self deceit.
Deliverance, bestowing my red scourge
Ebb to burnish their morbid rotten tracks
Awaking reason through bloody defeat.