Sacrilegious Fury Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

Blasphemy has failed. Failed to shock.
In the twilight of the twentieth century.
Religious fervour, which empowered insatiable
blasphemy. Has faded rendering shockingly,
provocative words, mere caricatures; shadows;
degraded farts; winding past damning exclamations.

Blasphemy has failed. Failed to shock.
Blasphemous remarks. Uttered against Almighty God.
Evil thoughts spoken hurled. Against anything esteemed sacred.
Have failed. To death threatened shock. Modern immune society.
Rendezvous. With hackneyed profanity. Fails to ignite chill fear.
Fearful is lobotomy preformed. Upon supposed clinically insane.

Anger spat. Hot furious. Death accompanying curse. Sworn
in stormy, less atheistic, abandoned past, violent darker ages.
Is feared now, only when tormented, demon possessed curser.
Is rabidly dangerous, with obvious, threatening derangement.
Such awesome obscenities, hold frightening immense power.
Threaten promise, immediate painful physical, impact punishment.

Ever the real; modern power; behind shocking blasphemy.

Yet ancient evil, still blasphemes, against true holy powers.
With all the bile, spat forth possessed vehemence; boiling
vile disinherited faith; awaiting revelation damned judgement.
Promised execution; awaiting accursed; dispossessed angel
become demons; still inflicting this earth; like an accursed plague.

Evil is more cunning, when less obviously evident. And
unbelievable in an age, intoning aspiritual excused, scientific
ignorance. Yet Satan ranges, howling banished, cast from heaven.
For evil words, are like hideous snakes, slithering into corrupted
unguarded orifices. Claiming souls bound for personalized hell.

Blasphemy has failed. Failed to death. Threateningly shock.
In twilight bombed out. Friday the thirteenth. Twentieth century.
For religious fear; fervour; persecution; is empowered indifferently.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock