Sweet Bellona [E]

In the dank…
on your knees…
irradiate a few degrees.
air is bending with the fear
which hope always bears, repeats.
Time is near…
bones and pins
begin to shed your pointless skins
But do not cry - and don’t you fret…
not a beginning… just the end.

Sweet Bellona
split the sky
and fill us with your grace.
Sweet Bellona
don’t fail us now…
rivers dry.........
Sweet Bellona
your embrace…
ending fear and misery
Sweet Bellona
don’t be late... don’t you be...

Huddled apes...
we forget...
as we dine on our own shit,
History bares all the scars
repeated time and time again.
Time to start...
a fresh slate
wallow in our righteous hate.
Throw yourself upon your picket fence
and accept your useless fate.

Sweet Bellona
scorch the soil
and wipe the blood-born clean
Sweet Bellona
show your love
bring to boil.........
Sweet Bellona
smoke the screen
our arrogance brought down from high
Sweet Bellona
destroy the day... destroy the night.

Copyright © 2009 Stone Bryson. All Rights Reserved.
Included in the e-book, "Walls of Shadow"
Written April 2009
About Stone...
Known in many (albeit small) online circles over the past 15 years, Stone Bryson is a poet, storyteller, and essayist. He is working on various writing projects, and lives what he describes as an 'analog life.' He resides in Jackson County, Missouri.

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