Sacrificed Altars

The communion and wine  
Is known by all who partake in it's ritual  
To be made of, flesh and blood  


It bleeds, not for the joy of sacrifice 
Or wanting death, less not in value for life 
Like one may think of self harm  


But to feel alive and to hold on to living  
So love and life is tested, 
For what course one engages in  


And the goal post are set, to suit 
Established in sizes and forms 
Made to measure on faith of believers 


It is only for the training grounds 
That opposition is made absent
Bubble wrapped, tip toe on offence  


For the prince who plays 
Sword fights in his backyard
W' his servants, a' claims to know battle 


Scars are formed like harvest 
After cuts and bruises, bleed 
I carry a few on my shoulders 


Most beneath skin tissue, the deepest, the widest  
It is self harm on courses chosen 
What do you bleed for

In Between Lives

I will have to call out, the pigeons 
And ask if they would be prepared 
To carry out my wish 


Send a message, from the trenches 
To my love ones 
Tell them I am in-between lives 


Making a transformation  
From what once was  
To what is to be 


This stage reached has been long 
Like an overdue pregnancy 
And I wait impatient for deliverance 


Though I know sometimes on wise thoughts 
I sneeze on rush, results of which 
Scatters my gold dust, among sea sands  


I try to harness the virtue  of patience  
Learning to thread the needle's eye 
I am made of more, much more I know it 


Much more than what I hold  
Loose change so precious 
I fear even losing those sometimes 


Am I to believe the oracle? 
Who looked into my arms and for told   
She giggled like small prints before authoring words 


If so, and I am to take one, in short cuts 
From her  in gifts she offers  
Then another I would be forced to take 


For in her baskets, in prices to pay 
She has within hidden rotten apples 
Just behind the ripest of them all 


So no, I choose to make it on my own 
I only ask if you will be prepared 
To carry out my wish, oh friend of feathers  


Send a message to love ones 
To tell them I am in-between lives 
Closer to deliverance