The Cruel Orchards
[AFTER ALL THE INNOCENT RAPE VICTIMS.]
Ah! Cruel orchards!
Humiliates, tortures!
Until the angel comes
Beneath the abode of stars;
From the heavens mass
Revealing downwards!
Ah! Fortune on Evildoers!
Deserters,
The lusty deceivers.
Cruel dwellers
Of the cruel orchards!
Of brutal colors.
Ah! Vanish their fears!
O victimised onlookers;
Zombies! Soulless cowards!
Chained wanderers
Destroyers,
Of serene orchards!
Ah! Lonely walkers!
Egregious hunters,
Solitary Deciders
Of humanity the losers!
Good pretenders
They're Satan's worshipers!
Ah! Mental Prisoners,
Of love, home.Lethal killers
Of young flowers
Of peace seekers
Of daughters;
Of the innocent fathers!
Ah! Selfish founders
Of cruel orchards;
The hybrid murderers!
What harsh dividers
Of a human cottager's;
Love and utmost cares!
Ah! They helpless flowers
Of innocent villagers!
Tranquil believers;
Of those the betrayers.
Of false impressers.
Of the world unchivalrous!
Ah! Foreshadowed barriers
In cruel orchards,
Careful advices from gardeners
Of wild bears.
Never of those merciless evildoers
The filthy torturers!
Ah! Today I saw lamenters
Miserable mourners
Around the orchards
Of dry-soaked flowers
With caskets all fathers
Putting young flowers on those graveyards!
Copyright © The Forlorn | Year Posted 2017
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