And I would

And I would
and I would play as Nero did
among the flames of of Rome
to see that look
upon Your face
one more time

And I would
and I would leave in ashes
All the holy books
erase every word
if it was not a word
that had passed softly
over Your lips

And I would
and I would desecrate the tombs
of every saint and king;
every man of woman born
leave their names forgotten
because, just because
they were not You

And I would
and I would raze all the forests
uproot each single tree
in jealousy, to stop
them growing tall and proud
as I can not
without You.

 

Johan

21 juni 2010 16:45

that´s my boy!

 

Malin

21 juni 2010 16:47

Great text dude :) Särsklit sista tvisten med träden.

http://malinbs.wordpress.com

 

Hemlox

21 juni 2010 16:59

Johan; jag gör mitt bästa

och Malin: Tackar! Men.. känner jag dig från någonstans online eller IRL?

 

linda

21 juni 2010 18:49

inte för att göra dej ledsen eller på annat sätt göra dej arg,, men mannen,, jag ser en talang i r`n b ,,skriv texter o sälj dem dyrt.. jag gillar det,,gillar det starkt :)

 

Hemlox

21 juni 2010 18:58

Linda:

RNB? Varför, varför sårar du mig så?? *skrattar*
Skämt åsidå, så varför inte? Rikedom och berömelse hade inte skadat

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