Our Black hearted enemy tears pieces from the world like the vulture at his midday feast.
Feast filthy carrion bird!.. feast until you are distended and grotesque,
Your meal sitting like a cesspool in your belly.
Will you peck out my eyes? blue sapphires never to shed another tear for this beautiful world and the souls you have destroyed on your evil self serving journey.
Blinded to the cruel injustice and hidden truths.
Tear from this throat these vocal chords?
Silencing words of veracity....my dear executioner.
Alas! The world is waking up...
You may cut out my tongue...
But others will come and the truth will be revealed.
Hidden so carefully for centuries.... an evil born long ago...
When our comrades fall to your hand others will take our place in the fight for humanity.
And you will drown in the poisoned waters of your own creation....
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Author:
Camille (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 14th, 2017 07:07
- Category: Sociopolitical
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Comments1
so well expressed ! and such a strong ending ! i love it ! i love the idea of the enemy and the bad people , the evil .. being like a bird pecking at the eyes feasting on the good . very clever x
Thank you x
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