Gehenna

Merrily walked the sullen trail

Toward the valley of Gehenna

Rattle crunch the bones of men

Blood turned scabbed sienna

Subtle greens of skies so grey

Teal like tears of Delos

Swirl with sins in pillars of smoke

Blackening the Sun

Why might I, a flush faced child,

Go venture toward the dark?

Each step I take on barren soil

Hot from embers’ spark

Never mind the windburn, I

Still shine with supple skin

Halo hanging thinly there

Prayer chant within

Down the path I trod

Stench of sulfur flesh and gas

Into hellish land near void of God

To retrieve a jewel like glass

ⓔ 2024