Unchained

Unchained     4/6/2015

Unchained are the demons

Running round the fire

Shrieking with joy

And gorging on blood. 

In the sky

And under the ground

Strutting, Cavorting 

And celebrating.  

Is anyone awake?

And able to see?

The ancient hatred

Exploding everywhere.

Pestilence, disease

Microbes and terror

Splitting the night skies

With cries of mourning. 

Coming soon 

To the peaceable 

And protected 

The true, but untested 

Innocent and fair. 

Every domicile

Shall become a castle

And every human

A warrior.

Ten thousand Sparta’s

Waiting to happen

As the hordes come

Wave after wave.

Unspoken

And unrecorded

As the doors come of their hinges

In savagery.

Hell comes unbidden

Cutting us deep

And through the bone

Pouring us out

Like slaughtered lambs. 

 

Make it count

And pray for the good 

Behind the Hedges of God 

Safe till the end. 

God is still greater

And the Lord has conquered death

Here with us even now

No matter what we suffer

Or what we lose.