Banished to the land of Nod

Where they say there is no God

Forever to wander 

Without purpose or direction

To live amongst those

Who have lost their freedom

In the land of Nod, east of Eden…

Finding rest amongst the beasts

As fallen angels drink and feast

Darkness shrouds what little light

Whilst demons howl, devils fight

Cast aside this cursed man

To live inside this cursed land!

Everything decaying, polluted, rotten

Love, grace, mercy long forgotten

A mist hovers over a frozen lake

I see red eyes staring 

With anger – with hate…

Wolves howl in torment 

A thousand horses gallop in terror!

Mephistopheles himself pointing out 

My faults, my sins, my errors…

So this is the new world awaiting?

The Utopia we are slowly creating

Without hope, meaning, feelings or emotion

Slaves to the machine

Destroyer of dreams

Where men shall seek death

Yet death will elude them

In the land of Nod

Where there is no God

East of Eden…………………………

M C Bolton January 2023

Hope Valley. Photo by TC