the blood
you have spilled
shall form the walls
around heaven
barring your entrance
and paving the way
to hell’s brides
behind each
of the seven veils
you shall find
the rotten corpses
of the women
you have slaughtered
like a hungry dog
you will lick the heels
of hate
curl up beside
the most damned of life
your prize shall be
to trade places
with those you’ve killed
and the pain
of their death
shall be yours
over
and
over
again
may
the gods
make
it
so
I just read about this online… well, all I can say is: this is who we are, these are people in all of their splendor. Stonings, crusades, holocausts, concentration camps, communism and other such delightful inventions of the human mind. I suggest we all turn to dogs for company. I for my part have done that long time ago.
This is awesome and a bit weird… as I was walking back to my room, I was thinking of penning down something and the image of women being stoned was one of the many thoughts that crept in… beautiful expression
the impact of this nearly buckled my knees with its truth and its power-all that remains is for it to be sung from all the mountain tops of the world so that the world its accuracy-just sayin –
Read Between the Minds 
I couldn’t agree more with the message in this poem.
It is time for redemption:)
First four lines are a brilliant hook.
I just read about this online… well, all I can say is: this is who we are, these are people in all of their splendor. Stonings, crusades, holocausts, concentration camps, communism and other such delightful inventions of the human mind. I suggest we all turn to dogs for company. I for my part have done that long time ago.
scary but splendidly written.
Well done. I love the fact that you recorded it as well. Powerful piece of work, and the audio makes it even more so.
This is awesome and a bit weird… as I was walking back to my room, I was thinking of penning down something and the image of women being stoned was one of the many thoughts that crept in… beautiful expression
Oh my god!! That sounded like a real heartfelt curse!
Fantastic imagery, Charles…
very strong poem – it bites and bites, and I shudder for those whom it addresses
very deep and powerful… kudos to you for writing such a poem! 🙂
snap/ tight verse…and not where i want to stand come judgement…like the imagery of the veils…and seven…nice.
Hear, hear – great poem.
The righteous shall judge. Tears … if it would just end …
Perfectly wrought poem as always, Charles. You just never fail. What a blessing you are …
the first four line, my goodness… Word
the impact of this nearly buckled my knees with its truth and its power-all that remains is for it to be sung from all the mountain tops of the world so that the world its accuracy-just sayin –
In words of my vernacular…Oh! Hell Yeah!!
“May the Gods make it so” – such strong emotion in this one and heartfelt anger at such injustice.
Only if they suffer as much as their victims in their life times; judgment day awaits them.