Masses Makeshift

Masses Makeshift

A Poem by Darkened_drear

Masses makeshift
Devil's surrounding ships
Take hell's daring dip
Death ridden myth
No leader to stand
Just the common man
Made to be the scape goat 
The a*s of the joke
A servant to fall 
No choice
No right only wrong
Kill the innocent
To spare the wicked puppet masters of the scenic destruction
Beginning the slaughter
Dismantling revolution as the murder evolution
Watch the flames rise as the clock strikes the final hour
No mercy..No forgiving..Just deception
Ebbing her widowed web and collecting the millions dead
Severing the Earth 
As it empties it's hide aways
And all is cast
None left but the ash and the swine dining on the lesser
To profess her doom
Opening gloom and raining acid to loom
Bloom bleak

© 2014 Darkened_drear


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I love this dark and twisted aura surround the page. These words had an emotional impact and soul wrenching story flowing down each line. The words you used to captivate the tension in the piece kept me hanging on every word. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love this dark and twisted aura surround the page. These words had an emotional impact and soul wrenching story flowing down each line. The words you used to captivate the tension in the piece kept me hanging on every word. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Darkened_drear

10 Years Ago

I am glad you enjoyed:)I write always in a very gripping and dark manner

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Added on August 27, 2014
Last Updated on August 27, 2014
Tags: Society, Hypocrisy, Politics, War, government

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Darkened_drear
Darkened_drear

Bim, WV



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