GOVERNORS OF PARADISE
10/11/2026
This has been brewing for a few days in my notebook.
It began as a self-indictment poem. I didn't know where to go after writing the line "the unholy welcome me with open arms," so I left it alone. A few days later, something I saw on the news inspired the ending. Yesterday, after writing from "I bathe in blood" through "a mile away," the final lines arrived.
This is the metamorphosis that followed.
It may anger a lot of people.
I'm hoping it does.
I HAVE SINS GALORE!
at least a million.
possibly more.
my buried bones,
only I know
where they lie.
When I look down from heaven,
dear Lord,
they are so bad.
To stand before Judgment...
to Hell I would rather descend.
Better to be judged by my peers,
the unholy.
Misbegotten scions of Babel,
look up.
Those sins, from here,
are mere infractions.
Traffic citations,
if you will.
I am the small fish
in the giant sea of misery.
"Misery loves company,"
it is said.
The unholy welcome
with open arms.
Another foolish man.
I bathe in blood.
Revel in the warmth
of children martyred
by their mothers
and fathers.
Your tears fascinate me.
I stare through an eyepiece
a mile away.
Never have I known such joy
at the sight of such power.
Breaking souls
even as I praise God.
You know Him...
right?
Even now,
you bend the knee
to Mammon
and laugh.
About the Creator
Victor Mendez
Born in 1958.There's a lot of road beneath these feet.Worn out pairs upon pairs of shoes.Been a ranch kid,a city kid,a Marine,a dad, a grandfather now,an avid reader and just recently began writing poetry in 2015 just to vent.
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