Antietam’s Second Coming
The sun rose once that day
Not from the guilt of gravity
But from the fires they set
To the books in the night
Laying next to glowing stakes
This sight is so familiar
Like children that enter this world
Naked, crying, covered in blood
Their passing is no different
May they break this concealment of cowardice
And vanquish the sadness
The sun rose once that day
From the flames within my heart
Stoking a valor
Pissed upon for the final time
May courageous fists bear witness
To the same blood behind their palms
And vanquish this sadness
May they break this concealment of cowardice
And vanquish this sadness
Like children that enter this world
Naked, Crying, Covered in blood.
Like Antietam’s second coming
A new blood is spilled
Tainting the blades of each field
One cannot forgive what one cannot un-see
Once each sacred page is torched
What will you burn next?
Once each work of heart is destroyed
When will the sun rise again?
Which leader will you march behind?
Which god will you kill in the name of?
This sun has risen for the final time
And you can keep your “prophet” in the ground
You can keep your “savior” in the ground
Keep your profit in the ground
Laying next to glowing stakes
So close to the fires
I smell the breath of the setters
May they flee like the entrance of future generations?
Naked, Crying, Covered in blood…..