Crucified Clown
Blue velvet caged
Behind rusty bars.
Soul within chars.
Fervent flames raged.
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Mighty door creaked
Black-veiled phantoms
Chanting the anthems
Thus the dusts freaked.
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All the phantoms read
The holy pages.
The pious sages
For repentance plead.
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Life’s last drops
Time’s burning tears.
Soaked deep in fears,
Crushed by crops,
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The soul crumples.
Satan’s oracle
Tempting manacle
On heart tramples.
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Towers of flesh
Drag my weary bones
As the axe-man hones
His blade afresh
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Heard the Devil’s voice:
“Crimson Cross!”
My dice to toss
Fate’s generous choice!
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“Kneel by the altar
Take my rosary
Or God’s pillory
You have to falter?”
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Succumbing feet tread
On scaffold’s heart
As the moments part
What’s there that they dread?
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Nails of Divine Love
Prick my palms
Grope for balms
Wails a benign dove
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Mocking herd of sheep
Ignorant vultures
The gaze tortures
The wound doth weep.
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The Fallen Prince
Roars with laughter:
“The hereafter!?!
Who else to convince?”
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“O thou Holy, hark
The Forsaken Son
Has thy Father won?”
All the rest is dark…?
Farshid Rezaee