Ichor

prelude; the lapse of immorals

curious eyes shall pull forth
and see the sins of mortal.
when there is no reverence
and no faith; when binds are
what holds creatures sane.

a sin or two and broken tame.
a cry and sob, and a gasp
a girl, a ruthless man and
a b o y - a silent rune; he
could only watch for he
couldn't scream, for he
didn't have a v o i c e.

a bairn who didn't know
what her father was and
a wife who was scared.
the red lights didn't stop,
like fiery eyes of a demon
and hideous sound of a
monster. karma took his
child away, for the divine
hurt your proclivity when
your s i n isn't a claim;
you're not a part of ichor;
you're a m o n s t e r.