Fires, flames consuming madness, ego gone berserk, and in this corner dignity and fragile faith to hold the world together.
too many souls to tempt, to contemplate death, to regurgitate disaster. How can we hope to cope with madness, fires, flames of contempt. Forgiveness is the answer, but can we mouth the words?
Forgiveness and a love consuming that consumes the ego and the madness, feeding life into death and back again.
Can you speak the words my children? My mouth is filled with gasoline and fires of dissent. Can you hold your arms out to your enemy, even as flames consume your flesh?
Do this one thing for me, for us. Breathe the breath of forgiveness, die upon the fire, with love in your every part; fill the morrow with no sorrow
empty this orifice of fire, touch the ashes of lies and sprinkle the graves of brothers with your uncommon blood