Belief's a Mighty Salve
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Photo in my sights of a family
Unified within this frozen moment
within history
But as this moment recedes
And the clocks fade this facade
The Kings resort to swords and
delusions of their own laws
Rage brews deep inside of me
Standing proud to place the blame
For actions that I once held as
beliefs
Confronted I change directions of the
reigns
Queen shakes her head in silence
No words could hurt me more
Without any direction
I show myself to the door
And I hide in the shadow of my
disbelief
Evoking demons I abhor
Preaching values and morality
But I pimp my soul for sins that I
adore
My soldiers stand armed always now
No rest in losing faith
Swords falling in all directions
My soul parsed in the disarray.
As I stare back in time with
knowledge
I gained through compromise
I question if I truly know
What I’ve been while I’ve lived
this guise
Weeping in a coffin
Filled with disbelief
Analyzing the velvet lining
That I’ve inherited to keep
And as I lie awaiting; Patience,
insanity
I Question how proud I’ll stand
when confronted by my deity
I’ll thank God, for the
opportunity, to give free will a spin
And will God, accuse me for my
actions or will my sin be giving in.
Pain from suffering for God
Beliefs a mighty salve
I’d suffer a million deaths
If I could find some
Faith right now.
©2001 Sean Moore
