Blood red rain, inside my head
Form pools where sanity has fled.
Screaming putrid, moaning ghouls
Play mindless games with fatal rules.
Butchered priests wave hand-less arms
While rotting whores dispay their charms.
Crippled Jesters, grin and dance
As long blind gamblers take their chance.
Politicians, fat with vice
Give gin soaked judges bad advice.
Starving children, beg for aid,
From barbed wire cages parents made.
I swim within my poisoned bile
Condemned and sentenced without trial
I scream for help from all creation
Knowing there is no salvation.
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Owain Glyn
