Redemption For The Unfaithful

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is not a religious poem, which is exactly the reason I didn't label this in the Religion genre.
You might percieve it as Satan and hell, and well, it pretty much sounds like that. It just came to me in the form of a picture, so I decided to write it down.
Once again, this is NOT a religious poem.
Please, comments always appreciated :)

Submitted: November 04, 2011

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Submitted: November 04, 2011



The dark figure approaches
Untouched by the consant earthquakes
A whistle is heard
And a smaller figure appears
Its face reflecting all of humanity

The dark figure approaches
Touches the ground and the world breaks
No one dares to look
Those who could protect their souls
Search for shelter because it feels no pity

Angels appear from the skies
Hoping to stop its arrival
But fall defeated
Their wings turn inot gravity
Sucking everything inside them
Enslaved, their souls are corrupt now
They can't return to the heavens
Everything their ever knew
Ironically, taken away

The dark figure approaches
Raises the sword with the fire blade
A whistle is heard
And the dark man laughs loudly
It's face reflecting all of humanity

They all run now
But the warning had been given
In clear words and actions
The looked the other way
And followed that dark shadow
Believed in promises never made
Face your god now
He takes pleasure in your destruction

This is reality
Redemption for the unfaitful
Just not how they percieved it
This is their reality...

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