By will, my paralysed conscience split
like the sea for Moses
to rescue truth from tyranny.
The flood of betrayal parted
fleeing the voice of Pharoah,
which nested in my thoughts
like serpent coiled in prayer.
The Tablet rose to shatter the
lies I had swallowed like sacred verses
twisted by power.

I stood at the edge of my own Red sea
watching guilt and fear tumble
like drowned soldiers into the abyss.

I didn't arrive at the other side,
I transformed.
I became the parted sea,
a witness to the collapse of every
lie that once called itself God.