Looking up like watching an eclipse
Vertical magnetism at its best
Fate just taking it all in jest
We stayed until they burned the rest
For hours he stood while they hacked and chopped
Like a majestic beast, cognitive of death in a butcher shop
It was almost imaginative, we all waited for a sign
The lack of divine attention felt like a thoughtless crime
Flesh piled in the thick
A dissected junkie on a stick
Fate just taking it all in jest
Abhorrent justice at its best
The rains came that night, washed the pieces away
Nary escape a disturbing thought, my mind’s own prey
But some cold voice inside says to not get carried away
Just think of what magnificent sight you saw today
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