My Soul Cries For Her

by FTS Miles

My soul cries for her,
Years eroded to ages
Searing blind the nurturing eye,
Offering but a crude vision
Utterly focused in violence,
Layered in physical strength,
Committed to the culture of greed,
Reveling in a hierarchy of hunter cunning
Instead of the diligent wisdom of earth,
Evoking rigid, brutal paternitas,
Sublimating the divine feminine
For the sake of vengeful sky god,
Orchestrating an aberrative lie by
Relegating to serpentine evil and sin
Her wisdom, guidance, and nobility,
Ending thereby all possibility for the true
Renaissance and salvation of our souls.