The Beast Within Man

It prowls and growls...

...Seated upon a throne
at the edge of a rusted blade 
of corrupted flesh and blood
A man feasts greedily
watching over slaves
who built rainbows
and clouds and blue skies
He wore brightly colored jewels
born of arrogance and filth
Slave of a golden crown
with nothing but a void
underneath the skull
He floats as he walks
with a pride of a king
but the stench can never be contained
as it screams that 
this self proclaimed god
is a wretched sight
of a decaying piece
of disease...

Mek
Jan09

Reviews

[gabrielle]

The vivid imagery you created in this piece could give rise to a feeling of contempt. I may say, this is a political piece well-written in a poetic form.

[Mek & the Infinite Madness]

thank you gabrielle

[hmarieee]

great write. x

[Mek & the Infinite Madness]

thanks...