Caesura

In kairos hour I bequeath Confusion of my sole belief

Consider: am I god in mortal shell Yet shine no brighter than myself

Invaded by life's patriarch Who conquered me through hatred's art

With fists of all unspoken sin Agrip'd my angered heart within

And blood unknowing humble flows Deity's miscarried ghost

For here my innate children prey Un-nursed and unhealed wounds betray

A swollen rage: my numen's breath Of fire yet demotic sense Weakens me

Mysterious misanthropy Rejects its own humanity

I give thee name Yet keep the blame

That is my one possession Wherein lies the lesson