Saturday, May 8, 2010

Lies Inscribed in Stone

Praying on the moon
we secretly hope
that birds will never learn of God
to tell Him all the sin they have seen from the ground.
Words are stubborn minded and unrevealed truths
in the attic of memory…
you stood before your father’s eyes
called yourself a virgin
placed your hand on a bible,
swore a blatant lie in the ears of Jesus Christ
and swore on everything you loved
lying to the one you love.

--Butta Love, the provocative verbalist