deepundergroundpoetry.com

Image for the poem Serpents of Society

Serpents of Society

 
 
Culprits consummate a conspiracy tucked inside a cradle,  
beyond the veil of thorns  
Whispers are the common tongue with words barely registering audible   
Hands do most of the talking  
In a guild of thieves that are bound by blood laid pact  
Sealed searing by a third eye party   
Cross these beasts and feel yourself dragged into an oblivion you are forbidden to forget    
 
 
The aristocracy are the true vampires of man  
They do not require supernatural endowments  
To seethe morbid upon the harvest of peasantry  
Plunging into blossoms  
Sucking the juice out of pale grapes  
Walking serene on the plush skin below  
Fabricated from the remnants shed by your hard labor    
 
 
Taking in wine slowly  
To appreciate the essence of the bleed    
 
Hidden away chambers  
Where math is mutated into a black art  
Pulling wet, breathing minions from the portal of an equation  
So clever  
Hastening the dial  
Of our innocents in transgression   
 
Books banned   
On the list to be immediately set ablaze  
Are read aloud here  
In service of ritual incantation  
Chanted by a master in a manner debonair   
 
Please come inside   
 
If you endure the initiation   
 
You may never return to the former pleasantries   
 
Of a life without meaning  
 
Dragonyear
Written by Dragonyear
Published | Edited 6th Jun 2011
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2 reading list entries 1
comments 4 reads 982
RavenofSorrow
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
COMPETITIONS
27th January 2022 11:14pm by Valeriyabeyond
POETRY
27th January 2022 5:42pm by Casted_Runes
SPEAKEASY
27th January 2022 4:09pm by Zazzles
COMPETITIONS
27th January 2022 1:43pm by admin
POETRY
27th January 2022 3:31am by Casted_Runes
COMPETITIONS
26th January 2022 11:20pm by Keilani