Frees the taunting demons from their towers

True anguish hides her face  in times like these
Where  hate and anger blend  and  are appeased.
Where   men and women hesitate to speak
Gomorrah,Sodom,waltz, ah, Viennese.
By this display  we judge  the future bleak.
The spirits freed by  disbelief now freeze.
Atheism turns,till paganism it greets.

For humans need a myth by which to live
To say God’s dead no energy will  give.
From reawakened  pagan gods   comes  power.
Energy,  the psychopath deals  with.
Comes the man and comes the evil hour.
He sees no  problems ,asks none to forgive.
Frees the  taunting demons from their towers

Does he think he’s god and can control
The men of  darkness gathering their haul?
I fear he sees less than a beggar poor
Who leans defenceless by an empty wall
And in the wall ,there is no open door.
Yet there is a trap, a drop. a jail.
Tortures thought historic  are adored.