Outcast

The celestial clouds used to exist within my mind
The light shined through dim cracks above our heads inside the cathedral
But He found out about the one deep night
A night that was forever fulfilling until the guardian caught an eye
He watched from his skyline clerestory
Or was that imaginary?
Either way we were disdained

We became outcast in a land of embers
Outcast no longer fed, outcast no one dared to pronounce
The walls of fire, galling and distasteful, tried to embrace us they would say
We were the idols of the "Do Not Dos"
The statues that deteriorated, but their stories remained hewn in the minds of the youth
Those stories of betrayal and disgust
The children grew up to spread
What now most accustom as folklore
A modern day folklore due to the increase of us
The outcast
The ones who are belittled for how we came from the womb
The ones who just don't give a damn about He or who

We are the pin in the alley that will never fall
The outcast from their land, the land of distraught
The upset leader with upset followers
The ones who remain brainwashed inciting the same three words, "do not do"

Never shall we do
Never shall we do
It has changed formula in recent months
But it remains conventional
The circus is slowly closing its doors
As the ringmaster's tears hit the stand below
The lights shut off as I forever closed the book
But she stood waiting...
Her sinister smile of disapproval
Her black gown
Her knowing of my sins