John Lawless Poet Terza Rima

Evil's Horn

EVIL'S HORN

Is hate the driving force of our endeavors
the fear of heaven’s myth our revelation 
our sole remaining choice be now or never

existing in the state of self-cremation
pandered passion flaunted in death’s crumbling mask
denial of a life as its salvation

mindless chanting by the doers of the task
bequeathed to them by memory driven fear
tortured minions sipping hatred from life’s flask

bitter liquid of a time and place unclear
release offered to the victims now reborn
to a kingdom that the living cannot share

an innocence and beauty too soon shorn
by those who boldly trumpet evil’s horn

John G. Lawless
9/12/2014

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Maurice Yvonne September 16, 2014 at 5:16 PM Well done, a very interesting read. Gets the juices flowing.

Leo Larry Amadore September 12, 2014 at 9:24 AM I enjoyed reading your poem today, John. I especially appreciated your choice of vocabulary and the somewhat ambiguous nature of your message....readers/people tend, of course, to bend "messages" to fit their own particular biases, but, to me, your piece seems to soundly condemn the hugely negative effects of zealotry...... John Lawless September 12, 2014 at 10:52 PM Thanks for reading and commenting. The ambiguity flows from my poetic mantra: "the nature of the poet is to provoke, not to explain" It is always interesting to discuss my poems with others and see what the poem found in them.