The horrific sins that are perpetrated against the innocent that destroy, corrupt and kill under the guise of religion, god or piety is what inspired this writing… I know it’s heavy, but I believe the subject to be universal enough to open a path of love to all that can bring healing.
Love & peace… Sandy
(The incredible image is from my friend on Instagram, check him out at @sand_gambler.jpeg)
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Buried Sin
broken from the start
like leaves arrested before turning green
and flower buds that never woke
shards of glass
they stick and stain
no breath of hope
to breathe again
without a thought you gave your light
to something you could not explain
creeping on a soldiers cross
a sword of justice by his name
but no valiant king was he
only a master of deceit
…are you really not ok?
…will there be a better day
if you follow and obey?
he was the keeper of your shame
broken twisted
twigs and rain
covered up the muddied marks
of silent screams felt in the dark
…what did your mother teach you?
…what was your father’s plan?
to cry and pray and run away…
to find your life in magic land?
emotional
fanatical
whimsical
dépravable
made up stories to save your soul
but never taught him self control
or gave you power
to say “no”
i’m just outside
i’m looking in
i saw your life when you began
…where did you go?
…how did it end?
they found you in a dug-out hole
with your brain crush’ed by your soul
braised by sun and moon and scars
buried in your broken heart.
© Sandy Hibbard June 8, 2017
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