I prayed at your alter

I prayed at your alter

I sank to my knees

I saw your wickedness

And how it seethed

I tried to change you

For I glimpsed your beauty

But despite all I tried

Your soul remained ugly.

I0 prayed at your alter

I sank to my knees

I saw your wickedness

And how it seethed

I offered you some salvation

You spat it back at me

I offered you compassion

But you left me berieved

You are benighted

So I offer you light

You chose corruption

As if were a divine right.

I prayed at your alter

I sank to my knees

I saw your wickedness

And how it seethed

I gave it my best

But you worshipped the beast

I offer you love

Butt you always craved hate

I offered my hand

Which you tried to break

I offered you a second chance

But chose to burn at the stake

I prayed at your alter

I sank to my knees

I saw your wickedness

And how it seethed

I tried to change you

For I glimpsed your beauty

But despite all I tried

Your soul remained ugly

It was something you could not hide.

3 responses to “I prayed at your alter”

  1. A very deviant read. Great job

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    1. Thank you very much for reading.

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      1. My absolute pleasure

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