Angels Conscripted Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Angels Conscripted
The sins of religion,
religion of sin
holding God hostage,
a prisoner within
An Almighty weapon,
inflicting great pain
heaven in bondage,
redemption in chains
The politics of religion,
its dogma a curse
with guilt as the wellspring,
all heretics thirst
Angels conscripted
the devil awaits,
for those who would question
—with hell as their fate
(Dreamsleep: April,2022)
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