xrated on Nostr: When a man lies, he murders some part of the world. These are the pale deaths which ...

When a man lies, he murders some part of the world.
These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives.
For all the scents of green things growing,
Each breath is but an exhalation of the grave.
Bodies jerk like puppet corpses, and hell walks laughing.
All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
Cannot the kingdom of salvation take me home?