Into Your Chains He Shall Be Bound

Like every beautiful queen who is crowned
Like every last glimmer of hope that is drowned
Like every question that runs aground
Into your chains he shall be bound

Like every drop that appears to be blue
Like every little God you turned into a part of you
Like every light that races with its sound
Into your chains he shall be bound

Like a forgotten warrior on his death-bed
Lying in a pool of sinister red
Like every fellow’s face that has ever frowned
Into your chains he shall be bound

Like every catterpillar who turns
Into a butterfly and learns
That not everything that is lost can be found
Into your chains he shall be bound

Like every leaf that blows west
Like every secret inside your chest
Like the silent moon, ugly and round
Into your chains he shall be bound

May your guilts be chased by a hound
And hushes and whispers be heard all around
Until all your sins begin to compound
Into your chains he shall be bound

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20 thoughts on “Into Your Chains He Shall Be Bound

  1. This poem sounds sinister. I can definitely imagine someone being inwardly tortured. You’re very good with words! How long does it normally take you to create one of these poems?

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