God Above

-God Above-
by Keaton Foster



Gove above
A mountain
Under thumb
Judgmentally
Judging us
You
Of course me
Such is
The totality
Leaving nothing
To form or flow
And even less
To chance
Devine
Seemingly the plan
Spiteful
Is the being
Hatful
This may seem
Such ideas
Doomed intercepts
From the very get
Oh the heck
The end of it all
Was the beginning
Of exactly the same
The master’s
Masterful plan
Kaboom
Spoon fed
Down our gullet
Shoveled heck
Beating us to death
Decisions kept
Locked away
Insidious
Are the cages
No keys will fit
All secrets
Must be kept
Imprisoned
In our hearts
In our minds
Weaker
The weapons
Freewill
The bitch cousin
Of all decisions
Not quite meant
Fate is in control
Heading for the ditch
Knowing
Without question
We are about to die
We often attempt
To make peace
Where there is none
We live
And we don’t
Nowhere
Nothing
After us
After that
Resides
Dust upon
A windless sea
Of broken schemes
No residue
Nor collection
Just obliqueness
And a pseudo
Form of persistence
Our existential
Incompleteness
It offers us
No remittance
Nor encumbrances
Freedom
Without being free
Reason
Without meaning
Fertile
Is the disease
Others will be created
Our stained hands
Cannot be cleaned
Our nature
Cannot be swayed
Humanity
And duality
The same side
Of every coin
Flipping it
Means nothing
Calling it
Means even less
We will
And must lose
We are born of sin
We live as the same
God won’t forgive
How could he ever
This seems mad
Insanely insane
But be assured
Certain of these words
They mean more
Than I am
Capable of explaining
God above
Father of the sun
Creator of the night
In between
Our plight
A mountain
Under thumb
Judgmentally
Judging us
You and me
Such is
The totality
Leaving nothing
To form or flow
And even less
To chance
We serve no purpose
We have no meaning
We exist
Then we don’t…




God Above Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2008-2017.