The Slow Disease

He loved his dogs because they needed him so much
It isn't hard to win an animals unending love
Even when you beat  
Burn and  
STARVE them to death
It is Key to show manipulative kindness  
 
His wives weren't bought
They were bred, conditioned from the start
Eat that fat dick you bitch or stay in that village to starve
And whore is the nom de plume they use to stamp their royal right
To not only stand but to conform at his side  
 
But they do bite
That hand that feeds once they belive  
I AM TO DIE
Inside the organs rot
The brain malfunctions
Some cannot hide  
 
EVILution shows it's course
The way epigenetics
And history do
And when the milk is sour
It's own bacteria starts to brew  
 
The loyal servant stabs
While the wife takes all the gold
Savages storm the castle
Faith has suddenly been sold  
 
The highest bidder standing at the hilltop with a lense
100 scope  
The people cheer as one life starts to end
 
They do no realize one man was not the problem done
The idea of freedom dangled like a pendulum  
 
Successors sit on their worn thrones
Where the slain once called home
The dismay bleeding at their feet
They have  
Once again
Assured their own defeat  
 
Send out all the soldiers
The war machines the people paid for
Declare my name as God
Die if you do not adore  
 
And if an eye is open
Let us close the mouth that sings
And deafen any who listen
Before bells toll a final ring  
 
You will follow me  
Blindly
You are but one big canine mutt
You will never see me coming
And you will either die, or love
 
Chew on what I give you
The scraps that I RATION from my cloth
To thy neighbor  
Do not give  
When you have sorely lost SO MUCH
 
Become a bitter enemy
To any you will meet
Do not repay the ones  
Who Defended those who were meek
 
Hide in your holes
 
Retreat  
 
Retreat
 
And blame the evil in others
For the end of all that is not bleak.
 
Coward MUTHAFUCKA.  
 
Sorry. Its been a day.