Halloween Poem #23:

Let Your World End
by Michael Romani

Mother, can you forgive your son
For all of the ungodly things
That I have self-righteously done
And for all of the pain that it brings

As you call me out by my given name
You're looking into my sins from antiquity
Feeling all of your mother's shame
As you look upon my iniquity

With that incessant rap, rap, rap
From your cane upon the floor
I feel that dreaded tap, tap, tap
As I open up my mind's door

For all my sins are like a jaded rainbow
As all of the colors of darkness run together
Into a cascade of word like Edgar Allan Poe
I doubt that it could get much better

Mother, can you forgive your son
For all the ungodly things
That I have self-righteously done
And for all the pain that it brings

As you call me out by my given name
You're looking into my sins from antiquity
Feeling all of your mothers shame
As you look upon my iniquity 

Mother, let your world come to end
Allowing the world of the night to be seen
It's time for the dark new world to begin
Reading metaphors into our dark dreams

Walk with me this eternal mile
To meet the infernal prince of radiance
All resistance, you see, is futile
The ebb tide flows at the hand of providence

Mother, can you forgive your son
For all the ungodly things
That I have self-righteously done
And for all the pain that it brings

As you call me out by my given name
You're looking into my sins from antiquity
Feeling all of your mother's shame
As you look upon my iniquity 

Blind your eyes to what it is that I see
As noxious fumes burn with the flesh of humanity
The drop of blood, bleed from wretched humanity
As I implore you to take my hand despite my vanity

Thinking thoughts of the dreaded dead place
Shadowed by fear felt as warm in its embrace
Remaining a faithful acolyte until the very end
Walk this darkness with me, my soul lost friend

(c) October 23, 2019  Michael Romani
All Rights Reserved

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