unholy ramblings

Though imperfect, it holds a special place in my heart.

I never claimed to be a saint,
As I burned down mental churches of stagnation
As I laid out the broken fragments of an insatiable fire and shattered them like glass
As I spent all day wishing and hoping to change our crooked past.

I never claimed to be a saint As I shook and trembled with imperfection.
As I broke the barrier of norm and acceptance As I attempted to change humanity’s mindset.

I never claimed to be a saint
As I took the crying souls and push them home
As I took the misery out of each sentence
As I changed the song to an anthem of victory.

I never claimed to be a saint
As I warmed the hollow spirit; As I cascaded through the holy land
As I rode my blasphemous rollerblades out of Eden.