Rising Saviour

By God Is In The Rain


Hair strains woven from ashes.
Red dawn guiding her eyes.
Lips made of wounds and scratches,
and teeth akin to spikes.

Bile and molten earth flowing -
right beneath her snow-white nape.
Pose of beast, but couture showing -
body bearing a child's shape.

The skin parched, hardened leather.
Lacking both in hoofs and horns.
Call her savior of the devil.
Give her - the crown of thorns.

Blinded by rage that's lawless.
At once both sane and mad.
Rising from deepest darkness -
Ready to wrestle god.

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Copyright 2021 God Is In The Rain
Published on Thursday, March 4, 2021.     Filed under: "Horror" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Note: inspired by Ghost - Crucified.
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