Ice In the Veins
"No blood runs through his veins
only endless ice that flows hate."
Quote - Constance
I know a man who is cold-blooded
ice runs through his veins
his eyes are dead
his heart holds no mercy
for the life of innocent mothers, grandma's grandpa's
babies and children trying to flee his guns and bombs
or for men and women fighting for what is theirs
and he lies, lies and lies
he is calm and controlled in a hellish way
stone-faced he appears never upset
seems calm and controlled in public
(I wonder does he scream when alone)
he is never afraid because he is like a serial killer
he has no remorse
and cannot get enough of death and destruction
(I wonder do storms shake the ocean of his sleep)
he even sacrifices his own soldiers and people
to feed his eternal greed
he could care less if they starve or die
oh, the devil dwells in this man's heart as hate
a heart where no love could ever exist
no sadness could ever pour
for anything precious would just wither
this is a man created by the devil to destroy life
I think he must suffer from some
serious mental issues that only get worse with time
he sees himself as a KING
hiding in his castle of gold
surrounding himself with brain-washed followers
hate tells him that he is indestructible
he is a rolling stone crushing all in his way
but one day . . . one day
this wicked, evil man will fall
devoured by the devil he loves
I loath to say his name but you know him
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April 25, 2022
Poetry/Free Verse/ice in the veins
Copyright Protected, ID 04-1450-906-25
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Title Chosen - Ice in the Veins
Written for the Standard contest, Pick-A-Title, Vol. 30
sponsor, Edward Ibeh, Judged 05/30/2022
First Place
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