hammerings

hammerings





and i was taken i vision
stalled
from my workings
here in
the kingdom of the heart...



for it is busy 
we are
sorting the bones
of the children 
strewn
so far from homes left
unsuspecting
their futures now,
we must digress in our duties.



for
the hammerings come.
start again
as
new crops tumble in.



we see the zealots
wailing
for the recompense of sins
built on the bones
we
ever so credibly
catalog.



for no gods will come
to
save them
from
the christians
and
their immaculate guns.





sjw 08/02/17 inspired at this very moment in time by kingdoms of and not of this world.





from the 'blasphemy series' of poems