Trapped in a cage
a box
so tightly enclosed
my own breath
harsh and hot against my own face
sticky
I squirm and twist
trying to squeeze my own way out
I breath through my mouth
so I don't smell the stench of myself
my own death
But I can taste it
taste it on my tongue
that is thick and parched
slimed
I begin to scream and yell
curse and rage
fight
attempt drown out my own voice in my head
thrash against these walls that hold me
I would do anything to escape '
anything
I would destroy
kill
murder
before I fully comprehend
a knife is in my hand
and before me is brought a lamb.
A voice says
kill
eat
and be free
No second thought I pierce it's side
I tear its flesh
until it falls
lifeless
Body in hand I devour
Blood to lips I drink so deep
the voice whispers you are free
But meat once sweet turns sour
and blood to bitterest taste
Tears begin to fall like scales from my eyes
I see the lamb's white wool
in contrast to these walls.
What have I done
I destroyed the only beauty before I knew it
In these walls I deserved to be
I myself am guilty
And behold
the Lamb rose
He turned to me and said
one word
innocent
and his blood he placed.
placed upon me
beckoned me to follow
and follow I did
we passed through the walls
to the wedding feast
and great rejoicing was there
I looked outside the feast and saw
others inside their own walls
each with their knives and Lamb
and much the same for them as me
inside those walls they will be
as long as self-innocence is declared
they will be guilty
but he who cries
guilty!
shall be declared innocent
and set free
and he whom the Son sets free is free indeed!
