Madness Poems Whispered Words Wicked Words Wrapped In Sin Wrapped In Words

And They Worshipped No One

A sentence formed without words,

Another sequence,

A sound that is not,

Processed wisdom that holds no value,

A lie lived,

A truth hidden deep,

Why see with eyes if they are closed,

Why use words when their meaning is misunderstood,

We crucified a child,

When the adult preformed the seed,

Painted across their faces like a disease,

It was never meant to be the end,

But it was also never the beginning…

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