Halloween

Lovett4166

Pendulum clock rang out in the chapels hollow halls
flawed Christians can be heard marching,
on their white horses
in a rise from the institution of absolution
On this dawn of the 31st.

Bonfires are lit pass the gate of the old cemetery
in a league with Satan
lift the veil of this realm to the next
dying eyes watch a ritual play
tonight will hold a telling of no tall tales
in the graveyard.

Jack 'O Lanterns are too be hung at 3 o' clock
giving solitary light too the gargoyles
eager to fly.

Out with the old testament biblical quotations
children martyrs on their knees
pray to a world lower than purgatory,
asking for not riches, power, or immortality
Only success in finding spiritual serenity.

  • Author: Lovett4166 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 6th, 2017 19:34
  • Comment from author about the poem: Children of the church are seeking higher spiritual peace.
  • Category: Spiritual
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