Oh well theres no going back now
First of all to any & all who hate my poetry these aren’t here as an act of hubris but coz a friend asked me to so here goes
Heretic, witch I heard their cries
And saw my fate in their burning eyes
They tested my flesh with flame & sword
I cannot recount the tortures endured
As my flesh yielded soft before their blade
God himself wept at the curses I laid
And as I drew my final breath
I prayed that the bards would sing of my death
I cannot recall how far that I fell
Yet when I awoke I saw only hell
And now I sit & tell the tales
of when I hung on Golgotha’s nails.
Cursed by all & never blessed
Slave to all denied all rest
I am all things that you detest
Marked with an infernal crest
My clothes know blood the first day worn
My flesh is naught but scarred & torn
My furrowed brow defines forlorn
Outcast from the moment born
Twisted back & shattered sight
Plague encrusted ebon blight
One day you will share my plight
No matter where your panicked flight
Faeces of your history
Hatred all you gave to me
Now as you die you'll dream of me
Revenge my only legacy.
Never again........ well not til the next time
Blind pugh
