Falling upwards, seeing faith so blindly,

Crucifixes starring at your summit;

Screaming bloody hatred, smiling kindly,

Causing mankind's rising hopes to plummet.

Stealing from the wicked as they're praying,

Calm with rage you cry a happy war song;

Vengeful mercy's thoughts are darkly graying,

All will strip these earthly clothes before long.

Fly your crashing flag and die immortal,

Yesterday's tomorrow passes slowly;

Shout your secrets, close the open portal,

Heaven's hell is only for the holy.

Somewhere in the Neverland of winning

Screams will choke on breaths of righteous sinning.

more of my sonnets HERE