House Of GhostsA Poem by DiamondHouse Of Ghosts A holy house of ghosts That hosts an illusion A web of lies is spun To trap the humankind The MONSTER that spun this web Freaks in wicked thirst for the blood of the innocent Trapped in it's delusion It has a filthy gang That praise it's cruelty to keep it's pride intact They sing the hymns & songs A good singer, *ollywood, fearful of this monster-"god" Handsigns coded in SIX Terr*ristic mercenary There's one P*lyticks Juggling between sides A cult on killing spree The Earth is their playground Ahh! But I realize you all And your empire behind the wall The game has just begun YOUR EMPIRE SHALL NOW FALL.
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1 Review Added on October 10, 2021 Last Updated on October 10, 2021 AuthorDiamondWIAboutPoetry - Music - Imagination - Creativity - Psychoanalysis - Investigation "All Artists Are Anarchists. -George Bernard Shaw" more..Writing
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