Ode to Insanity...

Paul R

ODE to Insanity...

 

Should Greedy Tigers sup on victims of circumstance

He pondered

Bathed by the light of the moon

 

Offended

 

Beholden to the Hubris of droves upon droves of the insecure

That now plague his disillusion

 

Contemplating the current and glaring fallacy of Humanity

The wryness washed from his lips

Only to quiver and shudder

 

Auspicious prospect, hope waned

Thoughts turned inward

Sickened, disgusted by stark reality

 

The Tigers

 

Perched in their lairs

Drooling

Fangs bared

Steel Razor Claws aching with thirst

Only Suffering could sate

 

Greed

 

Greed on their lips

Greed on their minds

Greed in their hearts

 

Caring not for the decency of dignity

Caring not for their malice inflicted on common sense

Caring not, caring not, caring not...

 

Caring not but for their personal gain

Dismissing reason with tyranny

Cloaked in a shroud of Righteous Superiority

 

Dissemination, Dissension applied when needed

Even more so when not

 

Ultimate goal unclear, speculative to those who fear

Devoid of reason

Devoid the altruistic assumption of authority

Dissonance abounds

 

Dragons

 

Suffering

 

Dragons suffering, forlorn by indignation at best

Whilst Greedy Tigers Bath In The Tears Borne of Dragons Blood

 

Feasting upon circumstance of the afflicted

Borne of Tigers Coercion

Forlorn, Forlorn

 

Forlorn yet NIGH forsaken

 

For Dragons of Lore shall rise above

Rise above the Din of Iniquitous Reverence

Falsely cast by Tigers of Greed

 

And

 

Embrace ALL afflicted with NAY discrimination

To reclaim Dignity

Reclaim Common Decency

Reclaim Independence

 

Our Inalienable Right

Reclaim, Reclaim, Reclaim

 

For shall we do not

 

As we stand at the precipice of destruction

Chiming the bell of imminent peril

Begging to be heard

 

History poised for re-enactment

Shall be the response to the insecure and absurd

 

Our hearts shall beat no more

Offspring shall play no more

Freedom an illusion

Freedom no more

No more, no more...

 

The Righteous Superior shall escape Rue

Feign their fate with condescension among those who paid the price

Paid the price for the Righteous Agenda

Price sans sense

Price sans need

Price that demanded ultimate cost

 

Dystopia achieved

 

Leaving the Insecure lost in contemplation

Plagued by thought and ponder

If only, if only

If only....

 

For we are ALL the Afflicted

Malice stricken by opportunistic Tigers of Greed

 

Are we not worthy

 

Worthy of Rights

Worthy of Freedom

Worthy of Equality

Worthy

Worthy of Truth

 

Worthy WE truly be

 

For WE are the Dragons, Dragons that be

 

Dragons shall rise

 

Against coercion and injustice

 

Fearless Reverence OUR Badge of Honour

 

Against Greedy Tigers, No more

 

For we

 

We are the Dragons of Lore...

 

And as predawn melded into birth of the morn

 

Rapture replenished

 

Replacing the din of plight

 

His mind touched those words ONCE more

 

WE, We are the Dragons of Lore

 

GREEDY Tigers No more...

 

 

 

Paul Robinson

Oct./21

 

 

  • Author: Paul R (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 8th, 2021 11:27
  • Comment from author about the poem: Somewhere in 2019 long before our current state of existence, I wrote down, Should Greedy Tigers sup on Victims of Circumstance Whilst Forlorn Dragons cry rivers of BLOOD... Was not sure what I was going to do with that and then, just recently, Ode to Insanity came to me and the words followed. Good, Bad or Otherwise, it's mine...Hope you enjoyed it...
  • Category: Sociopolitical
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