When power wears a halo, can you still see the devil beneath?
Corruption:
leaders spinning for greed;
feet dragged in the filth of apathy.
Deception:
media hiding truths;
racing to their own gain without shame.
Perversion:
Church molesting God’s name;
prayers of consumed dishonesty.
—H, baptized in their lies and left to rot holy
A social micro-poem in 3–6–9 form that cries out against the silencing of truth. In a world overrun by beasts of terror, those who spoke were shamed, erased and left unheard.
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You wore my mask and whispered my pain as yours. But I knew. Even behind your smile, I smelled the rot of erasure. Your queer was my gag—But I sang anyway. I flew anyway. I remained whole.
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While shallow hearts pumped for equality, queens snorted and screamed their hypocrisy. A searing poem about betrayal, gossip and the dark undercurrents of toxic friendships within gay circles.
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Each click of the lens snatched a piece of light. Lucifer waits behind every pose. What if the image reflects not what we are but what we’ve lost?
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A furious gospel for a broken era, this poem lays bare a world ruled by corrupted leaders, hollow faith and the glorification of violence. It’s a hymn of disillusionment - a prayer screamed into a poisoned sky.
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I bowed my White guilt over the scapegoat, and felt their demonisation axe fall. I recalled how they blamed me for their ills: culture is more than a name on a wall!
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Buried beneath silence, a boy’s cries fade into the earth: unheard, unseen and unhealed.
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He believed in beauty. He trusted honeyed words. But the devil danced too close—and a naïve boy burned under his kiss.
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A glimmer in the dark — his eyes searching for solace where none exists, finding only the cold chain of his own despair.
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