holy ground…

digital decoupage cwmartin 2011

will they bury
their corporate lies
next to the dreams
of peace
long rotted
in the ground
of hope
will they place
copper coins
of despair
atop
sky blue eyes
of naiveté
tossing
the white sands
of belief
into open graves
sands
collected
from the arena
of life
where holy words
mold chains
of obedience
to a caesar
long dead
murdered
by a friend
for reasons
clear
to those
in-the-know
unlike those
waiting
under
godless
steeples
while
their god
waits
outside