luciferian foe invisible

luciferian foe invisible

A Poem by RuseInex

the chasms of mourning echo loud, vastly past the horizon
across the moaning sobs of those whose love requited
they intertwine there to reach heavens high 
intermingled with that crowd impaled with hypnotic deceit 
on those struggling to live in ways of right
just peace on earth, worth the fight
the struggle over centuries past captures few amends to learn/defeat 
since the fall of Eden they have not fully broken those fiend's war on peace
their monster mocks the sharp blade of truth, dances on its edge
while rapes the chaste relentlessly, shameless strong, murderous intent
war with man he breeds, unquenched thirst for his blood
once a prince bathed by exuding light, now dimmed to black 
cast down to earthen heap
justice scorns, his bed of ashen soot
deters him nought, his rabid hate of man 
mocks the angel's sayings, peace on earth, good will toward men,
exists by death's sentence code, become death himself
though fills him with painful woes, liquid fire, 
sores that feed his soulless being
poison venom spouts to reach his squalid goal  
by which to sink a thousand men in one fell swoop
an' carry them off all to hell
beliefs in self of him
coerce, entice their sail around the faux cape of good and hope
temporal dreams' greed schemes, politics of man
pied piper's lead by destruction's bait, narcissism's bed, 
milieu of lies since creation fell
sink the light, blind the earth in lies
sustained with bits of truth
whose many paths pull, compel destruction's course

. . . there is hope 
words from their poets mouths may yet preserve their courage
that valor killed in sacrifice to the blazing stars that mirror
the eyes of the fallen maids whose pristine skirts upheld the trees
that cleansed the earth of soiled air, salve for charred children's skins
their singing breaths sung to lost loves found abandoned in their nests

today . . .
tomorrow i shall ascend the ropes of the magic hills' trees,
unaided, unabated, such is my fevered resolve, for i perceive
therein lies the golden threads whose broken ends
hang suspended through for the sake of them,
whose innocence has been perpetually stripped since the dawn of time 
near culmination of the curse 'til now 
but for sake of all beating hearts upon this war ravaged earth
i shall climb and bring with me help
he shall avenge the fallen ones with heaven's fire

© 2016 RuseInex


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RuseInex
RuseInex

Fresno, CA



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