Albert Arsenio Sison

(August 12,1985 / Iba, Zambales)

God of Apathy


God of Apathy
Cson
June 20,2004
4: 22am

The God of Apathy has risen
numbed by the emotions felt.
All these years he had liven
unclear of why he's sent.

In the world of love and hate
mortals rise and mortals fell.
Apathetic God controls his fate
Succumbed in the fires of hell.

A stalker in the darkness of night.
Preying on the innocent reality.
Luring his victims with fright
deep into his realm of insanity.

Where cries of the exploited heard.
Tormented souls of the slain.
Ruler of all his tortured herd.
Playing God on the other plane.

Satisfied with sweet fantasy,
thus condemned the love of life.
Cloaking his emotions with apathy.
The God that rules over the night.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Edited: Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Listen to this poem:

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (God of Apathy by Albert Arsenio Sison )

Enter the verification code :

Read all 1 comments »

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. I Don't Understand, Ronald Chapman
  2. O Chikadee, Mansoor Mirani
  3. I Do, Ronald Chapman
  4. رجل وحيد, نزار قباني
  5. FOOD FOR THOUGHT, DIVYANSH SHRIVASTAVA
  6. FAKE MOTHERS:, Changez Ndzai
  7. حزب الحزن, نزار قباني
  8. من معادلات الحرية, نزار قباني
  9. A WORLD OF DIFFERENCE, DIVYANSH SHRIVASTAVA
  10. Nemesis, Nalini Chaturvedi

Poem of the Day

poet Emily Dickinson

239

"Heaven"—is what I cannot reach!
The Apple on the Tree—
Provided it do hopeless—hang—
That—"Heaven" is—to Me!

...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet John Burroughs

 

Member Poem

[Hata Bildir]