Stain

Stain


The crusades
stain
pure hearts

Blood 
drips
on graves


Morning fog
evil rises
another stain


on humanity

angstartchristianevilfantasytriolet

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David William Breidenthal

August 22, 2018 at 1:13 AM

Epic poem and oh so true.

Besma Riabi Dziri

August 15, 2018 at 9:31 AM

Stained is Humanity when evil hearts reign! A beautiful heartfelt write. A pleasure to read. Be blessed Arthur.

Nette Onclaud

August 12, 2018 at 6:48 PM

reminds me of templars and quests for some obsessed missions, arthur... still, it was an era we needed to go through for healing... amazingly rendered in verse form, i think...huggs