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3 Evil Kings

this is a tale of 3 evil kings...unholy trinity making even outlaws scream one called pleasure...one called pain...one called power they bring death to the game to destroy and to devour marked with madness like the number of the beast...flooding the horizon as they dominate the least in rides pleasure with a smile on his face...giving candy coated curses to the victims of the day the first one's free but soon you'll have to pay on the devils playground...that's where his children turn to clay in rides pain as pleasure disappates...loves turns to hate and sunshine to storms with bars on dirty windows and triple locks on steel doors laughing loud with lunacy he makes walking timebombs tick and tock with sour soul sadness some get sick and some get shot once standing together now they're turning on each other...son against father and brother against brother in rides power on a horse called hate...blood money flows as rage takes the stage selling their souls for their only earthly options...adding fuel to the fire of their anger filled addictions fiction to friction...telling lies in mad infernos...slow soul burns and their spirits glow like nuclear radiation destroying countless lonely lives...like withering flowers in spring bowing on dirty knees to those 3 evil kings they sit laughing on their thrones staying drunk on their disease

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Date: 10/20/2010 10:45:00 AM
Good afternoon Tony. The weekend and half this week are gone and this is the first I have had a chance to read. Had so much drama in my life. Really feeling good reading poetry today. Glad yours was among them. Love, Carol
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Date: 10/19/2010 3:31:00 PM
We see the first king coming and welcome pleasure into our lives. But when power enters, pain is usually not far behind, Anthony. How freely we sell our souls to these kings because we don't see them for what they are. Great use of metaphors to convey your message powerfully, Anthony. An excellent, intelligent write. Love, Carolyn
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Date: 10/19/2010 2:15:00 PM
Smile ~ "Sweet!" ~ Very surprised upon such an amazing poe; kudos!!! ~ And if one glances towards the west, they'll notice a blackened wall with a sea of lightning bolts bearing down upon the shore...."Excellent" ~ "Love & Warmth to You & Yours," John!:) ~
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