Treasure Island

Derrick Puente

(10/15/1981 / Austin, Texas)

Before the Eyes of God


The gamut sprung by forcing
The cruelness of a fraud
To sanctify his doings
Before the eyes of God
With what incantations can
A lie become
The unsavory truth is
That there isn’t one
Build your lamentations
Break the yoke of fate
Ride swift towards the setting sun
Before the night grows late
Feel the stinging breeze
When twilight comes to dance
Mourn our tribulations
As all you gave to Chance
Abundant in your wisdoms
You play the game so well
That paved the road with gems and gold
Right to the throat of hell
Divine then why you hunger
Strike a bargain with
Whatever man approaches
Whatever god of myth
Discharge then the guilt
Troy will swiftly fall
But the sickness has you backed,
Right up against the Wall
The stain of human hands
Is shame enough to build
The case that you alone
All your life you’ve willed.

Submitted: Wednesday, December 25, 2013
Edited: Thursday, December 26, 2013

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