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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Vivid flashbacks from bloodshed battles his soul still ravaged by devious dictators, cries from fallen comrades still echo in his mind, but he continues to walk upon a path of pandemonium. Reluctantly he ventures forward with vengeance portrayed through embers engulfed within his frenzied eyes - reflecting his mother's irreversible tears. He is no mercenary nor a moneymaker, just a repentant drifter, preparing for bedlam. His purpose in sight, he closes his eyes, but struggles to erase his thoughts, as the sins of his ancestry inflict his mind. Angels attempt to light his path with harmonic chords, but demons cause havoc strumming broken strings. Entering the kingdom of dry fountains, where God has no influence, he is afraid to inhale its corrupt pollutant air. Charcoal clouds rumble, before horizons shed unwelcome tears. Before him platinum priests preach, as court jesters dance with sly grins, hiding metaphorical daggers behind their backs. To his right overfull hospitals have no beds, as penniless patients plead to be cured. To his left the self proclaimed vain king sits on his cardboard throne, throwing dollars into a blazing fire place. To his side his tyrannical hypocritical queen hides behind her simulated smile, oblivious to her narcissistic prince's incest desires towards her clueless imbecilic princess. It's an endless loop of greed cultivating corrupt seed, which continues to breed nefarious creed. Miserable masses attempt to break free, but their liberation is dissected by cretinous henchmen. In the marketplace of Machiavellian thieves, merchant pawns auction fragmented dreams. Sold to the biggest idiot! His eyes full of disbelief, now rage with anarchy! Intoxicated knights raise their half empty glasses, as he calmly walks into this man made sand castle. Gifts the cunning conniving cook some cyanide, which he empties into his delectable broth. Both watch as the elevated ones savour it like dogs, perishing dramatically to their deserved downfall. Beyond his childhood playground, now with rusty swings and slides, he places a crimson rose upon his mother's grave, kissing her untouched headstone. Expressionless he walks into the distance, as storms wash away weak foundations. Silent One 25 July 2018
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