Jezebel
Dim lit, damp and distant corner
Torn from dream of vapor’s fold
Slow descent to worlds divided
Nothing hot and nothing cold
Long ago, this soul forgotten
Cast off in the ides of youth
Un-forgiven deeds left hiding
Neath the stones of burden’s proof
Wait to see if fate redeems her
Wait to hear if time repeals
Sentence passed down just to mar her
Word and deed like flint and steel
‘Jezebel’ they mock to call her
Waging war against the skin
Pressed on by the mob’s directive
Let the judgment now begin
Scrutinize each blood stained footprint
Left across the ice drawn field
Hide the ones who hold her province
Never bend, no never yield
For from that damp and distant corner
Ever flows the world of hate
Through the veins of those who think they
Hold the key to Heaven’s gate
(2012)
