with a lollipop god
sugar daddy with a raging temper
don't anger him, oh no, but we deserve it.
we deserve every slap that he gives us
for we are merely pathetic sinner-whores.
can you hear what you are saying?!
swallow the dirt and rend the skin with fingernails
demean yourself to accept His Gaze.
you're only a sinner after all,
all you want is just a little sweet lovin' from Him.
can't you hear me, bloody well?
if i cry out, does he hear? nope.
if i scream myself hoarse, does he hear? nope.
if i run about, does he hear? nope.
if i question the source, does he hear? i guess so,
because that's the only time they listen to me.
when i dare to dream against their decree.
the sugar sweet poems without meaning
do nothing to help the bitterness in my mouth;
rather, they antagonize the wounds like salt.
"praise the lord, halleluiah
'cause he's my sugar daddy, yes indeed.
he's so cool, rah rah rah!"
i would rather knowledge and soul-searching
that blissful ignorance.
why don't they?
...
God and the Devil, Lucifer and Aslan-Christ -
Black and White, or all the shades of grey.
Freedom or faith, liberty or life,
chains of choice or the unshacklement of sheep.
I'll keep writing,
and I'll keep looking,
and I will change the world.
Because I believe I can.
~~~~~
A/N : Okay, shout out list - K2, berenwasteland, Mercuria, Mumraa (AN-SHI!!), Sakura, NYB, Lucifer, Paramount, Humandefault, and anyone else I'm being a dufus to and forgetting - ROCK ON, Y'ALL!!!
And beren, I do read the reviews. I just don't know how to reply...they're just so *intelligent* and shiny and nifty...^.^;; Sometimes I wish I could show them to the rest of the peeps at ff.net, they're so artful.
sugar daddy with a raging temper
don't anger him, oh no, but we deserve it.
we deserve every slap that he gives us
for we are merely pathetic sinner-whores.
can you hear what you are saying?!
swallow the dirt and rend the skin with fingernails
demean yourself to accept His Gaze.
you're only a sinner after all,
all you want is just a little sweet lovin' from Him.
can't you hear me, bloody well?
if i cry out, does he hear? nope.
if i scream myself hoarse, does he hear? nope.
if i run about, does he hear? nope.
if i question the source, does he hear? i guess so,
because that's the only time they listen to me.
when i dare to dream against their decree.
the sugar sweet poems without meaning
do nothing to help the bitterness in my mouth;
rather, they antagonize the wounds like salt.
"praise the lord, halleluiah
'cause he's my sugar daddy, yes indeed.
he's so cool, rah rah rah!"
i would rather knowledge and soul-searching
that blissful ignorance.
why don't they?
...
God and the Devil, Lucifer and Aslan-Christ -
Black and White, or all the shades of grey.
Freedom or faith, liberty or life,
chains of choice or the unshacklement of sheep.
I'll keep writing,
and I'll keep looking,
and I will change the world.
Because I believe I can.
~~~~~
A/N : Okay, shout out list - K2, berenwasteland, Mercuria, Mumraa (AN-SHI!!), Sakura, NYB, Lucifer, Paramount, Humandefault, and anyone else I'm being a dufus to and forgetting - ROCK ON, Y'ALL!!!
And beren, I do read the reviews. I just don't know how to reply...they're just so *intelligent* and shiny and nifty...^.^;; Sometimes I wish I could show them to the rest of the peeps at ff.net, they're so artful.