Gehenna

Dark hands curl

around the nape of a pale neck, 

while burning eyes assess 

the damage that's been done. 

A shot temper 

on a hot night 

hidden from the view

of any kind gaze. 

Little heart beats 

conform to a slower drum, 

while big feet carry 

an infant out of the city. 

A failed attempt

to make a  payment 

to the god of Gehenna. 

Sin and sin again. 

Sacrifice the innocent, 

and see how innocent you become.

When nothing goes unnoticed, 

and your own feet lead to you hell.