Orders From God
A poem about always being the one that follows through, being misunderstood, and being in love with your best friend

God whispered in my ear
And told me the part I had to play
Both of us are sacred and holy
You the innocent lamb, martyr
Me the cunning wolf, traitor
Both revered
Yet one will be written past the ages
And my name shall always be soiled with your blood
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I did what was asked of me
How am I any worse than Abraham
God asked for sacrifice
And I laid you on the altar you were born for
The thing about me is that I can do it
I strike true, and God didn't intervene at the last moment
You were born and bred for this
And you didn't see the tears in my eyes as I drove home the fraternal dagger
I saw those wounds
I watched, a face in the crowd, as they hung your body
You were suspended in midair, my heavenly magician
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I didn't want to do it
I loved you, wanted you to be mine in the way the skin is
I didn't want to do it
God asked for sacrifice
And I know how much you honored your Heavenly Father
You were always too sweet
Your father was a sinister bastard, asking that of me
Your most devoted brother
He knew my allegiance true
And he knew I could do it
I saw the big picture
I saw the way people would chant and sing your name
I saw that your life could only begin when you died
I saw you as my shadow, my inverse
I lost you there for a moment in the womb
But I love you in a way more than a brother is
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You are more than my kin
Don't you know that I, too, attended mass
I ate your body, drank your blood
My lips taste of bitter remorse, but having you is always sweet
A momentary lapse from the pain of who I will always be
You are the only one that knows how deep this goes
I don't need a book of psalms
I need not the mass's praise
I just need your sad, calf eyes
Raking all over me
About the Creator
Rowan Riley
I've been writing since I was very young and am trying to put myself out there by sharing some of my works, both new and old.



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