Entrapment

Entrapment

A Poem by PoetryofProvidence

I am dressed in Scarlet , upon my head a crown

parade myself like royalty        in an embroidered gown

but my insides are hollow     am emptiness within

my bones are dry and broken          in my leathered skin

 

I proclaim my virtue                   but I wear disguise

clothed myself with rainbows     to cover all the lies

with flattery I bait you               lead you to my bed

but I carry poison               which will make you dead

 

My movements are graceful     lead you to my door

smoothly enticing         I have done this              many times before

I coil myself around you             a tightening embrace

my ropes are entrapment          until you are debased

 

Millennias of practice         my roles to take you in

I prey upon your weakness                   the foolishness of Men

dress myself in beauty       upon my face a smile

every desire targeted                           till I you beguile

 

I will take your money         but aim to take your dreams

will keep your mind distracted           off more exalted things

the inexpierenced one captive       I hold his members tight

he only thinks of pleasures                             not of wrong or right

 

Avowed is my profession       I know the one I serve

my profits world famous                  exceeded the learning curve

I walk the streets openly          every lust is my delight

its ideology pervasive     billboarded like an invite

 

The small and great have entered    my merchandise is wealth

polluted mind and body      its promiscuity as health

I've teased every desire              anticipated with bated breath

hidden traps in darkness      my intent is death

 

I have dominated mankind             for countless century

bent him to his hubrus        and stroked his vanity

methods that are devious             I lead him with deceit 

against my machinations                    his fortress is incomplete

 

My reigns have controled man         a saddle on his back

barely more than animals                                      for the sentience they lack

minds meant to soar like galaxies     but I have cast them down

undermined his intelligence                  stolen his rightful crown

 

I lead him to a mirror          his reflection is all he sees

but I am not transparent                when I bring him to his knees

highly am I exalted         Mans religion is my game

philosophy controls his heart         and what he wants is fame

 

Those who know the truth                   avoid me on the street

understand that I am fatal         once ingested means defeat

be aware of your opponant               and every trap thats laid

if you have not comprehension                Your life the price that's paid

 

Ezekiel 23 Proverbs 6:20-35 & Proverbs 7

Rev 17-18  & 21:8

 

COPYRIGHT © 2011 C Michael Miller

via Duboff Law Group LLC

© 2012 PoetryofProvidence


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