The sheer white madness of cumulonimbus cloud,
Charging with infernal wrath, 'nd roaring 'loud.
Quaking in terror, Terra, trampled by boots of thunder;
Ev'ry Jesus seized, lanced 'nd torn asunder.
The tides of venom soared; torrid, dark and dense,
And leapt on to deluge, fiery, out of sense.
His Steel shivers naked in frenzied rage of cold,
Jus' sight of blood soothes, else nothing'd hold.
Mars* - God of War in Roman Mythology
Charging with infernal wrath, 'nd roaring 'loud.
Quaking in terror, Terra, trampled by boots of thunder;
Ev'ry Jesus seized, lanced 'nd torn asunder.
The tides of venom soared; torrid, dark and dense,
And leapt on to deluge, fiery, out of sense.
His Steel shivers naked in frenzied rage of cold,
Jus' sight of blood soothes, else nothing'd hold.
Mars* - God of War in Roman Mythology
3 comments:
It makes a statement but begs a question.
It's about the tragedy of being Mars. It's about undergoing that unfortunate state of mind when nothing soothes but sight of blood. What happens when he wakes up to the horrid reality - when he looks at the mutilated body of Jesus he had slain?
you say that it begs a question. What question do you have in mind?
I wonder if human capability is also a human compulsion. One who is capable to destroy is compelled to destroy, isnt? Isnt his capability but a part of Natural Will?
can a man carry a gun with him for whole of his life without killing anyone?
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