The flowering saviour discovers his
worth and in a crash of distemperment
the world embraces his reason. They
raise him to the heavens and
echo his name through the dark caverns
and through the dim lit streets.
They swear of his sovereigness
and divinity not realizing the
treachery of his ways. Not
until too late do they realize
their mistakes and forever they
must live in the hell they have
created.
