Quest of questions.

First ones in where there's room to breath
yet walls already erect, how was the room birthed
from outside bricks materialised to erect the walls heavily girthed
each wall mid split to reveal a poorly veiled inter-dimensional church
enticing the unknown, answered with hymns symbolically well versed
each side a different journey of sins relinquished for lifes to be reimbursed
and the room slowly fills with  a congested suggestive curse, outwardly rehearsed
as a strategic investigative sequel, to answer an unknown, that preexisted the first.

Little birdie.

Back shines from red eyes glow
love to turn to see the colour bodily flow
for your gaze follows me wherever I go
a sad crow forever in woe
please o' please fly away.

Just a time filled journey
destination is less for the journey's
the conceptual mercy
so fly free little birdie
let red glisten the thirsty blue
backing breathless white to soften your hellish hue
yet still with the regret for your landing, stays beyond view.

Damned salvation.

Lava flow ever go, through destruction grow
fear fuelled growth, fearful minds slope down low
ill covered to an entourage emblazed with a fiery glow
ground on which stood ruptured a secondary eruption
un-covered ashes glide 'pon the heated corruption
fearful lives but a severance to fuel a successful planetary operation
Phoenix arose to choke on dusted flakes, last breath it cried a painful crow
to reveal it as but a flame cloaked, cultured vulture
now mirrored in it's own, global damned nation

Underfooted story's.

Gallow walk, trapped door laced underfoot
crowd wave anticipating the blooded neck sunder cut.

Severed body twitched, shuddered as ground hit
to fertilize tomorrows trampled red daises,
yesterday's crushed memories,
forever laced underfoot.