Chop them off! (Someone said:)
"The buggers just grow back again!"
With dearth upon the earth; someone said: let's chop off the head!
Is the snake eating its tale?
Weep and howl, ye rich men that plot in silence; give ear my dear: the times draw near..
Is anyone enlightened?
Seven heads:
Chop them off! (Who said?)
His horns plow the ground; scattered seeds; poisonous weeds: righteous not found.
Thinking their smart, with lies and black art:
But all shall be exposed.
All will see (glory be!!)
The whore To be disposed..
But that's not the end my friend: it's only just started.
A world of sin, is spiritually retarded.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
A religious view of the deterioration and corruption seen in the world. Nicely written
Valiantstar, this is fierce…almost prophetic in tone. The imagery feels like a storm rolling in, full of warning and reckoning. There’s a raw urgency here that gives the whole piece real bite. Powerful work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Powerful work.
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