Unreachable

I will not be led by you

Into that communal ditch

Of lies and deceit.

I’m not your common drone

Stagnated and degenerate

With blissful thorns piercing my feet.

 

I do not like ugly monsters

Waiting hungrily and

Hiding out in the treetops.

I do not appreciate the dark slime

Waiting to devour me

Like some starving Cyclops.

 

Must I wait patiently

In these cathedrals of past and present

Times to plunge me sword deep?

Ah come on little soldier

Spill this land with blood,

For in it your eyes sleep.

Reviews

[zogzog]

thanks for pointing out the mispelled word. as for your first question the answer is yes, to the "both types of deciet."

[Molafvt]

At first I thought you were writing of "love's fickle promise"-a mortal love, but then I had to reconsider your intention and expand my thinking to include another war of the worlds. Could you be speaking of both types of deceit here? It was the closing stanza that threw me off. otherwise I love it. It flows quite nicely and this time I had no problem with the structure, except for a few spelling errors like "feat" which I believe should be "feet" and here, "Times to plunge me sword deep?" Did you mean to say "my sword"? Very nicely done my friend.