A Murder of Crows (Dead Gods) in 1st Book...

A Murder of crows approaches the church.
Everything is NOT Forgiven.
Martyrs, Crucified like sheep, Drunk on Jesus.

My silence is Suicide.
My words have no Prose.
Reading Bibles on your knees,
Hearts wrapped in thorns.

Souls are unforgiving.
Love is a Death Sentence.
Love notes written in Drunken Flow,
Kiss the Bullets Hello.

Put your game face on.
The Bus is leaving.
The Monkeys escaped their cages,
The Freaks are off their Leashes.
(The streets are littered with Dead Gods.)
A circus side-show to behold.

The way is clear.
But, The path is worn.
I have been here before.

Last updated January 31, 2018