We As a World Separating Wheat From the Chaff
Become a
Premium Member
and post notes and photos about your poem like Liam Mcdaid.
just saying how my soul sees a world erroding democracy to suit hard cases to begin with depression at its highest state rising against a moral cornerstone degrading a mothers womb taking away such an honour exhausts human belief to merely existing pests where death parts this world there is a lot to be said unspoken
Where one grain of sand can become a castle
crumbing it has lost all compass bearing truth
loosing all sense of living reality twisted under moral direction
pretending to care with uneducated values
calling insanely on the death sentence heresy
chanting for thee blood of the innocent
this begins an old ancient curse born
Babylon giving birth to this new generation
wicked deeds come dirt cheap
Those loveless souls condemning glorify in such acts
preformed in an open aired circus this hostile arena
deformed against another body bleeding outwardly
sacred inwardly cold grave justice seems to fall
into a silent pact these short witted guests
they forget to evict this wrongdoing inside buried words
which has accepted killing as some God given rule
Basic rights have been deformed incorrectly false
by state bullied policies written into law against the Bible
their agendas which are purely evil driven post war
symptoms controlled by greed and hate
removing our protection by heathen stealth none the less
corrupted liars slowly reveal this awful deceit underhanded
Your veil has been removed for all to see beggars choice
an ugly masked dictator shows true face
A great fraud has befallen loving virtues
held captive chained by ill will towards another
peace will never hold those whom murder
without the faintest love there is no mercy
to fall back onto His charity
forgiveness always has a welcoming light
to embrace knowing what is right and wrong
digs straight to the heart of a problem
where backwards peddling humanity begins ignorance
To not see history of the devalued slave masters at play
the future has become dark and bleak
even a sheep will sacrifice itself willingly
To protect its young from harm and danger
the wolfs are a blood thirsty lot kill kill kill
survival now is escaping the beasts of prey
upon us whom give the silent angel's their rightful scream
unto heaven for justice sake alone they have wings
and stand to judge such hate without doubt rules
towards another soul existing in the first place hits hard
To begin with it is a violent state affair emerging
out of order oversteps the mark crossing the line
drawn in the sands of time recorded evidence
in histories files pagan slaughter houses
all over the world they open for sacrifice
filled with serial killers claiming to be a doctors remedy
voodoo medicine drinks from the blood of suffering injustice
Copyright © Liam Mcdaid | Year Posted 2018
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment