Poetry · Religion and Spirituality

Dissociative Martyr

Wrapped in chains

Locked to a stake

You only share a God

Because of their power

Your body

The only symbol

Wrists torn through

Nail wounds to hang from

You only share a God

Because of their power

Your body

The only symbol

Children stolen

Children murdered

Children tortured

This is your God

A god of any other name would have the stench

No prayers of saints

No meditation of monks

Will be as unheard as your screams

They are at peace

Because of your suffering

They have release

Through your suffering

It’s not salvation

It’s dissociation

Dissociate

Dear martyr

And die

Alone

Lies are your end