broken glass on the floor
has left your feet bloody –
the illusion shattered
and still
you crawl
you stand
you walk
you run!
fiery demons follow close behind:
years of fear, misery and
pain have turned into
anger,
left a stain on your heart –
your blood runs wild with
rage
and beasts burst out of their
cage, ready to tear the flesh
off your abusers:
the saints
(the sinners)
the prophets
the angels
the gods.
breathless, wide-eyed and pale
inside the maze
you stop
you rise
and mightily you tower over
the tyrants.
with the strength of all
that has come and gone before you,
all those that have resisted,
those that have soared
and moved mountains,
you boom into the heart of the universe
where you find yourself –
all that was, is,
and will be.
truly, truly I tell you,
you are greater even than the gods…
