Savages

Insidious creeping savages,
so cunning as you toil,
conspiring with your fellows,
to break the landscape of a soul.
Private propety owners,
you consider yourself in charge,
consigning clandestine duties,
to free yourself from scourge.
When you complete the onus,
with all taxes paid,
you beat your chest in victory,
without wisdom, or word unsaid.

Beautiful gentle spirit,
so believing in your ways,
don't let them take your gaiety,
with their treacherous communiques.
Try to seek it out my friend,
try to find the heart,
tend to nothing more than,
the wisdom truth imparts.
You aren't alone or unworthy,
there are many more who know,
whats its like to be betrayed,
by the work of a blackened soul.

Reviews

[mattavelli]

This is beautiful.
People abuse each other and transfer thier negativity.
I really enjoyed reading this.
Take care.

[Lori]

I really love the sound here -- the alliteration really amplifies the rhthym. The message in the poem was also very nice and sincere.