Torn Up By it All

Torn in striped suit
         Wishing I was not born
                       To wolves that abound
                                                  Surround
                                                   And soon will pound
                                                  Until they do
                       They drool
         Savor their wait
To tear and then flee

We were never free
        Shackled in the sin
                      When he ate the fruit
                                                  Sucked the juice
                                                  And now we lose
                                                  For his mistake
                      We were doomed
         To have mouths filled
With a bloodied tooth

There is no truth
         Lies add to more
                               All is none
                                         All a sham
                                         All a mistake
                                         None is all
                              All we know
        Lies and punishment
Adorned in thorns

Crowned with spikes
        Trickles of blood
                            Belonging to my fathers
                                          Fathers and theirs
                                          And now I lie
                                          On bludgeoned earth
                            In decaying dirt
         I am nothing but dust
Like all of us.