god

there was a god who stood beside me as a child

who held my hand while we wandered through the trees.

he smoked a cigarette and he drove a chevrolet

and oh, how he sighed, when the filter hit the ground.

but one cloudy day, the god gave me a gift:

a pair of opal eyes, that let me see the world

as it truly is, through his own divine perspective

in every single little spec of dust

i looked through the eyes, but then he was gone

and the colors had faded from the street

my hands grew lines, my hair became white

and behind every corner hid corruption, blood, and lies

my home became a wasteland of piled up bricks

a sewer filled with foolishness and greed

the sidewalk was damp and the passersby were dry

saying "this is how it is & how it's always gonna be"

so on a cloudy day, in the graveyard of my dreams

i visited the site of a man, a former god

and with a burning heart, i knelt there, by the grave

and cursed the corpse beneath for the curse it left to me.

july 25, 2021