The Altar

By Zhee

The altar of truth
Lies bathed in fear
Smeared with all the filth
And decay we wear.

Stench of corrupted souls
Embraces all that's dead,
As innocence spills to paint
These white sheets red.

The voices imprisoned
In the subjugated mind
Scream themselves hoarse
As they claw each other blind.

Sacrificed specters of truth
Haunt the shackled mist
As a fountain spurts out
From their shattered wrists.

Bruised and raw
The crippled pleads. . .
Fill your cup -
The angel bleeds. . ..

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Published on Monday, August 30, 2004. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "The Altar"

A former member wrote: very well worded. i also like the A.B.C.B writing style
A former member wrote: Pure & brilliant.
On Tuesday, June 21, 2011, TyrantAvDetForbannet (273) wrote:

excellant write \m/ very powerful words
On Tuesday, June 21, 2011, sixsixnine (476) wrote:

Brutal! Brilliant!
A former member wrote: I gotta say, not a big fan of the razor wrist much anymore, and for some reason that image stuck with me, but this had some depth and craftsmanship to it that does the genre more justice than it may warrant, maybe.... and that's pretty damn good when you can recreate like this....
On Friday, October 8, 2004, Angst Queen (370) wrote:

it drew me in and had no intention of letting me out
A former member wrote: When I think of this poem, I envision 2 words in my head, "blood money."
On Wednesday, September 8, 2004, Anth (1126) wrote:

the last 3 stanzas i found the best here,really drew me in with the imagery,meaning and intelligent way of writing it
On Tuesday, August 31, 2004, Northstar (374) wrote:

this is an awesome piece--I love the stanza "The voices imprisoned/In the subjugated mind/Scream themselves hoarse/As they claw each other blind"
On Monday, August 30, 2004, ONEANDLONELY (114) wrote:

Every so often something like this comes along and you say to yourself, "Wow."
On Monday, August 30, 2004, mysticventures (527) wrote:

this is truely an awsome write !*Favs*