The Ocean Blue
Down in the ocean blue
The hell of scripture lies.
Seductive mysteries
That blind the brightest eyes.
Sirens draped in blood;
The shadowed forms of tortured creatures.
Angels trapped in white;
A soundless hall of sinless preachers.
The devil, charming teeth spread wide
Brings monologues of gold –
To masses, mad with need to find
The riches beyond hold.
The crazed – unfocused – focusing
Set sail in blinded want.
A daze – unnoticed – noticing
The victims of the hunt.
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