As Blacken Monsters Paint Themselves As Glowing White, Dedicated To, Ghost Writer
As Blacken Monsters Paint Themselves As Glowing White,
Dedicated to, Ghost Writer
As darkness wields its deep slashing demonic blades,
sanity seems to be malignant tour de force,
corruption flows along hiding in wicked shades
as malicious malady on a tragic course!
One must hold steady if life is true to liven.
For we face truth, if sin is to be forgiven.
As evil dances in its guises and parades
slicing innocent hearts to laugh and watch them bleed,
from black abyss, spring such malevolent charades
beastly feedings to sate arrogant selfish needs!
One must hold steady if life is true to liven.
For we face truth, if sin is to be forgiven.
As blacken monsters paint themselves as glowing white
and too many simply refuse to this farce see,
do we flee, abandon others to hidden blight
does land race away from the waves of crashing sea?
One must hold steady if life is true to liven.
For we face truth, if sin is to be forgiven.
As life, its beauty, its sweet treasures offer up
and our deepest hope and dear dreams are ours to keep,
dare we in defiance, from adversity sup
or silently yield to darkness, too scared to sleep?
One must hold steady if life is true to liven.
For we face truth, if sin is to be forgiven.
Robert J. Lindley, 2-10-2020
Rhyme, Dedication poem
( A Poetic Answer To Greg Barden's Poem, ("Ghost Writer")
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