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Destin Finn Poem
The aggress surrenders
But death lingers
Impeded by damned souls
Clutching to their final breath
The flailing limbs
Now lethargic
Severed, scattered
Men languished
Not by will, but war
A storm of clouded judgement
Summoned by the tyrannic gods of war
With cryptic intent
But greedily akin
Riddled beyond sin
A relentless hail of gore
An ocean for pawns to drown in
And the kings with battleships
To rule absolutely
Remorseless beyond doubt
Or second thoughts
Behold the mighty catharsis
Cleansing of the weak armed,
The weak willed,
The weak minded,
Blindly follow the call
In hopes of glory
Or in a mindless delusion of good will
Hopes and dreams gone amiss
A lingering kiss
From those who care
Does he dare
To kiss back?
Was he not already dead
The moment they lied to him?
What good is living free,
Without a life to lead?
Freedom from this cursed realm
Full of pain and grievance
Is that what they spoke of?
Freedom of a kind
But not near as welcome as the other
All but few, cease to live
Those who yearn to live
The man who cherish thy loved ones
And hold them close
Need not be sad nor morose
And they be not cowards
For the braver man fights his anger
And sees from other eyes
Unbeknownst to him
He listens to reason
Not accuse brothers of treason
Or cowardice for doing what is true
Would you?
For a wise man once said
“No”, and lost his head
Copyright © Destin Finn | Year Posted 2013
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Destin Finn Poem
The world is our rival
Jealous of our ways
Slowly corrupting the mind
Drawing out the suffering
With venomous tricks
Until we lie in the gutters of society
With wounds of doubt and self loathing
Severed pride spills lies
Hidden as truth
As we grasp for something real
We find only a gun
A single round stalks its chamber
And beckons to us
The temptation all too great
Without a second thought
The pain subsides
Replaced with emptiness
The world takes the lead again
Sheaths its poisoned blade
Looks back at the corpse-strewn track
And frowns in confusion
It wonders if it played a part
But shrugs, sympathizes
And continues on its path
Copyright © Destin Finn | Year Posted 2013
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