Down a Dark Hallway – Georgiann Carlson

she entered the abandoned church
and the screaming began immediately
it was accompanied by moaning
and wailing
then begging
and every now and then
fear washed over her
so much pain and suffering
lived inside the walls and floors
lies bled red
running in narrow rivulets down the walls
greed rotted the wood
pictures of torture and rape
flashed across the floor
and crawled over the ceilings
in their dirty ghostly garments
drifted through the hallway
thirty pieces
of silver in their hands
the faces of the children they had destroyed
ran up and down their robes
as their victims stood in silence
horror in their eyes
their mouths open in a silent scream
the echo’s of false sermons
rang loud and clear
rushing back and forth
looking for fearful ears
to infect

she looked at her notepad
checked what she had written
then said

“It’s a hell hole, like all the others. Torch it.”

The healing flames went up. The crew waited, then they destroyed the ashes, making sure that no religious infection could ever escape.

I’m an artist, a writer, a vegetarian, an animal rights activist, and quite a few other things as well. I love books, cats, philosophy, good conversation, Chicago and the arts. So my blog is full of bits and pieces but it’s the bits and pieces that make life interesting to me. You can read more of my writing at Rethinking Life

10 thoughts on “Down a Dark Hallway – Georgiann Carlson

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s