Victim of self pride,

Victim of self pride,

A Poem by Wayfaring stranger

Moving shadows of wuthering trees
Falling colours of atumn birds
Litlle boy is watching dying sisters
His eyes are full of cold snow tears


War experience of tortured mind
Litlle animals are his slaves
Amputations of living hearts
Shallow graves of rotten rivers


Killer of living souls
Dark---wood---blood---
Army butcher knife
Ground of hatreted



His parents are death in burning house
Testament of judas ---for god--------
Demons of little children are alive
Dusting bones are his deathly totems



He is walk ---away---from morbid scene
Wolf is innocent victim
Yearning for pride and obedience
In silent voice is everything beautiful

© 2019 Wayfaring stranger


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Added on September 18, 2019
Last Updated on October 31, 2019