all the god's are dead

In restless dreams I walked alone
foot steps echoing off alleyway walls
a graffiti painted mural say's
all the god's are dead
a world so silent we lay listening
to only the silence deafening our ears

we stare at each other without saying a word
as people march by one by one like sheep to slaughter
following the words of the TV prophet
he says he'll save they're minds an souls
as long as they keep sending dollars

If I were to fall would you help me up
or leave me there broken beyond repair
could one be more foolish as to go blindly once
again into the unknown
searching for the elusive thing called love
only to be left bruised and alone

In restless dreams I walked alone
foot steps echoing off alleyway walls
a graffiti painted mural say's
all the god's are dead

 
~ D Donner ~
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KindredSpirit's picture

Nothing out of the ordinary

To read.

"  All the Gods are dead ".

The out of Ordinary

Would be

To see The Gods Alive

And them to strike

It on the wall

( written in red )

Who's Dead.

KS

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Nearly, the twisted  poet God

Nearly, the twisted  poet God is still alive and kicking! :X hugss


Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."

allets's picture

Life

is the miracle indeed SS. God is in the fingers is all twisted  poets. : )