Kingdom of Heaven

Have you ever been to a place,
where wishes bloom in spring,
happiness matures in the coldest month of winter,
where miracles spark in the mournful autumn,
and peace buds in the long frustrating summer?

It's the realm I flee to,
from the robot army of "reality",
the continuous waves of confusion,
and the faithful servants of endless emotions..

Without this bogus world,
the mind is defenseless,
against the menacing idea of realism

It's a land,
where tears of angels can sing,
where laughter is a mixture of pain,
where torture is a pleasure itself,
where gods and goddesses
gather to celebrate the birth of evil,
where hell is the haven for peace

A kingdom may rise and fall,
the hearts of men
may be ruled by malicious thoughts,
the mind funded by surreptitious intentions,
where the end justifies the means.
But what lies in the core of madness,
it is a place I call it,
The Kingdom of Heaven

© Jo@nne

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