Nicholas Browning

Sacrifice

Forgive me Father, for I speak the truth.

I wish to lie, though I simply can\'t.

They beseech the forsaken;

And I\'ve arrived to meet demand.

 

You see they always ask,

Pleading for a righteous saint -

To bring forth their salvation,

But it doesn\'t work that way.

 

I witnessed the fall of Babel,

Saw the Pyramids erected high;

Stood by the Sea of Red,

As it split, and ruptured time.

 

Their passions burn like cinders,

Lighting the way so others will know -

Blessed be the Wicked,

Who embrace what the weak forgo.