The Plagued

Stars among the galaxies, flushed into obsolete existence.
Drifted, shaded by sense of shame.
Nor light nor the darkness may
engulf this presence in vain.

Spreading words like web into
the minds of weak, quietlike
water on the faces of deceived.
Kneel behind the gates and pray that your god is home.

For he might hear, silence of
your soul.
Sealed minds with opened arms
chanting for salvation,
In mercy of thieves, soul snatchers and deceivers.

Close your arms and bring
forth the plague.

by nocturnus
posted on 09/23/2009