Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Every Poem Needs a Name

and say I'm god

pray to me
as the world prays to him
sacrifice your days giving me words
of your thanks,

i excommunicate
-for someone will bind you
from me through
your own belief-


I don't want that from you,
I do not care for your praise
I am god,
and do as want,
and do not as want.

anything in return
yet you are beggers
give me the atheist that
loves the world
the one that cries
at what society is
the wandering spirt
the freethinker
who would use his soul
to manipulate my creations
in his own creativity,
I am lost
in the artists who
can portray
such dark light, but
make in such beauty,
and the one
who would seek
truth,
because.


no do not think
-I don't love you
for I do not know how to
love or hate, I simply am
at my will I behold
what I wish
and see it in
the light
I am.