Hounds Of Hell
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I ask your forgiveness for the content of the following piece. I wrote it seven years ago and I have restrained from posting it due to the anger with which it was written. In choosing words which define the piece I looked for and did not find "Wrath" or "Defiance" which would well apply. In spite of the content I often refer to this work as one of my favorite pieces.
"When the demons of hell send out their call -
do they mention you by name ?
Are you fearful in their presence -
or do you love to play their game ?
Do they come because they haunt you -
or because you invite them in ?
Are you the end result of hell-
or from where it all begins ?
I hate this world for all its lies and the twisted tales of truth
I despise the rules and all the lies I was preached to in my youth.
People push all of my buttons and act surprised when I get mad
They have no idea the rage and the hatred that I’ve had
For all of those bastards who impose their foolish rules
And for all of their followers who listen to these fools
Who are they to tell me right -
or demand some dues to pay
F*** them and their dumb ass games
cause I’m not gonna play .
I’ve been knocked down, pushed around
and had my share of strife
But you’ll never see me on my knees
as I walk this path of life
I’ll stand up tall and bare the load
of all that I must face
I’ll suffer through this wretched world
with honor, poise and grace
Don’t waste your breath informing me
Of how your rules apply
You can ram those up your puckered hole
that never sees the sky
So hold onto your asses now
and expect no sympathy
You’ve shown me no kindness
so expect the same from me"
Copyright © Darrell Rose | Year Posted 2024
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