Rumours
of soldiers who bear the birthmark of blasphemy
Mingling together to co-create a pattern of chaos
Reborn eons ago, when life was yet to have been harnessed
Divinity, only hypothesis
Scorn
Fear
Envy
Natural reactions, instinctual
A fatal attraction to a beast that selfishly claimed ebony as its color
A master of illusion
A harbinger of riches who\'s high horse ran off into the wilderness
So suddenly, the seclusion
To create the fear that welcomed in the intrusion
A new world order sprouted from the grounds where it was laid
Humanity has paid ever since
Hence, the outcome
This multi-dimensional concrete jungle
Its branches twisting and turning in serpentine ambidextricity
Blanketing the interface of this living being that we have so ungratefully labeled our home
Demons roam the night from dawn to dusk to midnight to the witching hour
The one that never misses the chance to bring forth a summoner or two or ten or hundreds
Scrambling the darkness with hideous sounds that roll without reluctance off forked tongues
Hung by nooses in the days of old
A druibic time when violence overrode ay chance of having a unified dream
Now, the uncovering of so many that all we peasants have held in such high esteem
Selling their sould so that their images will sell
Bank accounts, ovwerflowing
Surrounding them, the gates of Hell
Some of them, ridden by the darkness since they emmerged from the soil
Others, once the children of God
Angels who all fell for the lie
We cannot see past the blue behind the pollution in the sky
The nerve of them to make themselves believe that tit was we the people who have chosen to let ourselves die
It has all been said
Who is DONE now?
6/27/2010