Wednesday, April 8, 2009

318. URITURBI

URITURBI
I was on the Mount of Olives with you-know-who.
Withered like meat on some cross of wood, the spoken
intentions went far afield - enclosing every emotion of the
future world in a droning brown of doubt and death.
Standing alone, with the Devil at my side too.
'Regard all this before you as yours to rule.
I offer you the world' - those words, spoken with
a lethal smirk, for a moment took my breath away.
I gazed out with narrowed eyes - all I could see
was a Heaven; nothing at all of this world
of which he boasted. He always was a fool
and a coward. A real craphead, smothered
in smarmy intent. In reality, he could
offer me nothing at all.

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