The lucky martyr

A selfish person thinks of these things
with no third friend to break the silence
and tell the scapegoats tale.
god made a promise on a rainbow,
and we took over the void so frail-
because
We eat the apple and destroy paradise,
and move to a garden of cement and steel,
tar and wheels.

every so often, there lives one:
the loyal sacrifice,
who takes the heat and waits for the winter
and all that comes is night, ever nightly.
who gives up the armor
and fights just and rightly

and it's an eat what you kill world.
it's an eat what you kill world.
where apathy runs rampant in epidemics
and the heart is always wrong.