Cross And Fiction

Suddenly
He realized that he was alone
Aline

Her skin burned
Caught by the scorching Sun
On her head

Looking around, he could see
Two inert, dead bodies
His mouth, blood and sore
As a leprous dog
Leprous dog

Poor deadly man
The son, the lord of all
Schizo
His blood is on the floor
Poor deadly man
Will die by crucifixion

He imagined himelf
As the lepers from his past
That young beggar
Who believed he could fly

Imprisioned to die
Rotting under the eyes of the sky
His mouth, blood and sore
Leprous dog

Poor deadly man
The son, the lord of all
Schizo
His blood is on the floor
Poor deadly man
Will die by crucifixion

Poor deadly man
The son, the lord of all
Schizo
His blood is on the floor
Poor deadly man
Will die by crucifixion