Skin Reading
I am dammed silenced, sacrificed hogtied for my sins, cartilage torn from bone, they tell me I’m a Dog, a God spelt backwards, their words not mine, they speak of the fallen, but they were not my soldiers, we weren’t condemned to hell, we were pushed, we didn’t fall we were struck by persecution, my structure cremated my skin now parchment paper thin, recording everything, the truth will be told with a skin reading, there will be no bleeding no pain I was slain so the world could understand my meaning for I am not dead only sleeping I will wake make no mistake and when I do Dog help you! o d
