Caesura (Faith and the Muse)

In kairos hour I bequeath Confusion of my sole belief Consider: am I god in mortal shell Yet shine no brighter than myself Invaded by life's patriarch Who conquered me through hatred's art With fists of all unspoken sin Agrip'd my angered heart within And blood unknowing humble flows Deity's miscarried ghost For here my innate children prey Un-nursed and unhealed wounds betray A swollen rage: my numen's breath Of fire yet demotic sense Weakens me Mysterious misanthropy Rejects its own humanity I give thee name Yet keep the blame That is my one possession Wherein lies the lesson