And far prolonged into the journey of the forever shamed

We came across yet another round in the endless circles,

Where one too many on earth who had been famed

Had found themselves forever reprimanded for silent violence.

Secret keepers of the worst kind; haunting the world with what’s hidden beneath the surface.

They betrayed others in the flesh and the flesh betrays where they hope for silence

As I viewed them from afar, only visible were the merciless mobs

With everyone surrounded, screaming and writhing in pain and humiliation

As mouths betrayed thoughts and out arose the vile sobs

Pouring out as a waterfall will spill forever over that jagged edge.

were the secrets forever held now screamed

From that shore of coals and a violent noise that I felt impelled to leap from that ledge.

My faithful guide then covered my ears from that trauma and told me to attempt to understand

Those cold-blooded diamonds, polished and admired from within, that no person should ever witness that had governed their lives.

But now, as they did nothing with their lives but worry and try to conceal, they waste away on the burning sand.

Forever-told enigmas revealed, and my inglorious guide had to cover my ears

For as we approached a man there my ears and eyes became dysfunctional

At the sheer ugliness of that faux-Harpy, and no longer were my senses clear

On that spot where his skin baked. His lips were as dry as a dead thorn bush,

And the voice was as ugly as his shriveled nakedness. I hesitantly questioned him

About the past, and never did he stop to take her final breath, but the voice painfully pushed

Out the gruesome details of his woe. “From the day I saw it, I remembered. And that is my curse.

Never once telling a soul for fear of the repercussions of that which I was innocent. Close up your shutters!

Defend your soul of that which you were entrusted. No one must know.

The purse Cannot cover the tracks.

Remain innocent; believe in your good fortune while you can. God is the disease!”

said he, washing his ever-filthy hands.

“We must always please only Him.

Keep anything else inside, for doing nothing is the only solution to be clean.”

And he was silenced only for a moment before the terrible cries uttered again.

I did weep for my lost soul, And for the terrible things I had kept inward, never before been surfaced.

But then my guide shook me and said “Wake now from your dream! The hallucination is gone.

Tell me what it is now holding you back or you may be lost forever.”

However, I just sighed, burrowed my brow And contemplated for a moment.

It was clear: I denounced the work of that devilish coach. I swore right then that I had changed.

To my guide I replied, “Let us go now, and leave this stinking desert where no faith can thrive. Let us leave this roach And continue on our journey. I have learned much, and our Heavenly host awaits.

Then my master hugged me with all his might, and together we walked arm in arm to Learn more of what I must take back. We mustn’t have been late.