Christ Forgives

There's a rope hanging from a pole.

I am captivated in the imprisonment of you world.

 Where hungry vultures try to eat at my neck. 

take a huge bite until I bleed out.

Red is their favourite colour. 

The saucy red gushes out of me after they are finished their orgasmic bite. 

See world from far I see your captivation, like the glisten of light in a little boys eyes when a hand offers him a piece of candy. 

When looking, he is almost positive that when biting in, the juicy sensations will tickle is mouth with joy as flavours rupture from cheek to cheek.  

Then world, when I look at you from a closer lens, I witness the true captivation.  

The tips of Charlie's fingers eventually decide to shake the hand of the scrumptious treat when, to his own surprise, he realizes there is a man under the candy,with his finger tips tightly gripped around his neck making indents so deep that when the boy's eyes close and his heart stops with no breath to be found,the red treat drops automatically to the floor.  

After the lustrous monster is finished with my flushed meaty flesh it begins to gnaw at my bones. 

Millimeter by millimeter the teeth dig in and bone shards go flying. After sucking on my remains, my soul falls onto the floor into a widespread puddle.  

It says, "world, I surrender".  

The world smiles at ease for the temptation of my weakness invites it to go deeper and deeper into me. 

My soul it's next mission.  

Mockery it's next battle tool.  

I notice the world's prison ceiling begins to shatter.

Plop goes one stone of neglect.  

Plop goes another stone of anger. 

Plop goes another stone of jealousy.  

All hitting my soul directly in the puddle.  

Ignites me to want more.  

When each temptation's stone falls into the water the darkness begins to crumble for the breaking of the prison ceiling brings light into the room.  

I look up to the sky and finally rationalize with Plato as I am blinded.  

I hear the words, "The person who has not sinned may cast the first stone"  

All of a sudden, the ceiling remains in tact.  

The light allowed the puddle to evaporate and the water particles of my soul instantaneously met with the light in the air.  

I rise up, up, up out of the world's cell, and into My Father's arms above.