The Dark Queen
A Poem by Brette Medb
Lilting, flowing, tarnish words fall from her blackened lips
As she seeks to overpower those who are weak,
Weak within their fallen souls.
Gliding through the misting night frought with peril
She laughs at the children who follow in her path,
The path to ignorance, for that is the way of the world.
She leads them through well worn trails
Of anger, hate and predjudice
But there are none strong enough to impede her blight
Upon the children of the fallen mankind.
© 2008 Brette Medb
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Oh.good.grief. So there are those among us who share in the sorrow of our world . . . and the innocence of children too soon corrupted to turn back the advancing tide .......
You have managed to couch in oblique phrases what should be clawing at the closed windows of all humanity. This is an insightful, terribly frightening statement, Brette. Its truth should set one back on their heels and sound the alarm .......
You've said it in a way I never could and therefore, I am indebted.
j
Posted 16 Years Ago
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So many things have changed and I'm just trying to catch my bearings. All I want is to start writing again and not lose myself to all this change.
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