Anthony Weismen


Suicide, What I Once Read In A Bible - Poem by Anthony Weismen

Of my current being
I have once read in a bible
That my throat is of an empty grave.
With knife I shall charish earth, I shall exhume this grave
Empty tis not, my chasten burial,
For I espy myself veild in fingers of fags and children,
Of ones whom I hate and whom I damned
Of whom I layed within of bodies rotten
Of whom I slaughtered within the London fog,
Of whom children I raped!
O how tis I am forbidden to lay with,
For my burial is already taken.
Upon years and shall be years that I wander
Alone and tormented upon this hell?

Of my current being
I have once read in a bible
That a divine brute casted a son
To be cruxified for all others.
Betrayed and traded he was by Father Judas,
Whom was given the all powerful gift.
I wish for that gift, but my burial is taken.
I dont know why I dont die
I hope a bible tells me.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 17, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, July 18, 2010


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