This cataclysm for the swelling of heavens gates
A pinnacle of the south bound so of angel’s fates
Ruptured in the merciless for the out pouring of rain
Thrashing downward upon mortals’ soulless vein
How many more scream to the skies in war lust?
For murder, for war, for the limitless of the unjust
A soldiers soul reap to the punishment of innocence
The defended of fury, of gun and political defiance
If the inversion of heaven spew the vitriol of mankind
Do we conquer all of ourselves in war fared grind?
Or bathe in the bleeding tears of celestial angels
Unwaged and falling to Earths cold embattled denials
Perhaps in Afghanistan then hell is a place on Earth
Unshaken when the enflamed corpses burn for mirth
Of the enriched and enriching greed feeding west
Speaking of the annihilation so in unrehearsed jest
For spirits arise upon the river of blood to the heavens
So now the unbeknownst voyagers of infinites havens
A tragic daily story of the sodomy of human virtue
Lost in the chaos and smoke as lest the fires continue
Is not the weeping of children enough to break this?
Their palms of flesh scorned of power and religious kiss
To anoint the suffering of the thousands in flame
When God’s tears do none to extinguish mortal claim
Perhaps the haemorrhaging of angelus in soldier’s pity
Would be the final chapter in sin of mankind’s entity
My brothers’ final breath as my own exhalations cease
Before the redden skies of sorrow are crying for peace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem