They bowed their heads and prayed to their god. And he was made of garbage and oil, lies and ignorance, bombs and bullets, suffering and decay.

This god above all others was called America.

Then the sky split open, and America’s angels rained down upon the unwanted, the weak, and killed them all with guns they called peace.

The people rejoiced and danced upon the hills of corpses. They ate the flesh of the dead and called it justice.

Lucifer looked upon the carnage and wept. And as he watched the horror, he held Lilith close and asked “why must they worship such evil?” Lilith replied “they fear difference.”

I wrote this poem for fun (and because I hate the current state of america) I would love some constructive criticism

  • @BonesOfTheMoon
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    22 months ago

    Wonderful poem! I would just move the line about Lilith to a line by itself at the bottom.