Wages

"The wages of sin are death"
So says the preacher in the child's ear
Frightened he holds is breath
How can this man of god bring such fear

The barrel is so cold against the child's temple
The cruelty of god expressed through one man
A life will expire with one fingers pull
If god won't do it then this preacher can

Three steady words before the slug takes flight
"God loves you"
And the bullet mixes blood with the night
He gave you life and he can take it too

And after the ardent spray of life
He smiles and slowly walks away
Unafflicted by even the smallest strife
After this would you want to see God one day?


by skylar
posted on 12/31/1969