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In all this Evil...We Prevail
Bees sting the fading light of the fireflies,.
Listen closely, you will hear their woeful cries,.
Insidious, rusted hands reach forward,.
Bypassing the bloodied iron door,.
A whisper turned to dust,.
When there is nothing to trust,.
Words ripen on a tainted, twisted tongue,.
Heaved forward byway of blackened, corrupted lungs,.
Human clay morphs slowly into death,.
When you are gone, when there is nothing left,.
This world is nothing but a cruel playground for our puppeteers,.
We are the embodiment, the bread of their gears,.
This world will quake from the psychotic weight of our mistakes,.
In all of this insanity there is beauty,.
In this there is you,...,
Listen closely, you will hear their woeful cries,.
Insidious, rusted hands reach forward,.
Bypassing the bloodied iron door,.
A whisper turned to dust,.
When there is nothing to trust,.
Words ripen on a tainted, twisted tongue,.
Heaved forward byway of blackened, corrupted lungs,.
Human clay morphs slowly into death,.
When you are gone, when there is nothing left,.
This world is nothing but a cruel playground for our puppeteers,.
We are the embodiment, the bread of their gears,.
This world will quake from the psychotic weight of our mistakes,.
In all of this insanity there is beauty,.
In this there is you,...,
Published 26th Jul 2017
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26th Jul 2017 11:32pm
27th Jul 2017 2:09am
abstract....it means that things will try to get you, defeat you, and sometimes they can, but in the end, there is hope. we are all someone's puppet it seems. society is set up to live for the one's who have the money and the power.
Anonymous
27th Jul 2017 5:31am
Good stuff !!
