Steel grip of cold hands
gripping your heart
aiming for your soul
teaching you to hate.
Making you forget God’s words
sometimes blinding your vision
to turn you into its slave
choking your thinking, thoughts.
In its eternal lair of hell
fire of mistrust and hatred
burns darkly through hours
which twists and corrupts minds.
Turning humans against each other
like blind soldiers they fight each other
till they drop lifeless to earth destroyed
the dark monster watches from distance.
4 comments:
I will fight the dark monster, because I don't want to learn to hate any more than I do already.
dear secretia,
my sentiments exactly.
with lots of love.
A fantastic title. And, I believe one needs to battle that monster that makes you think negatively. Well done!!!
dear ajey,
i agree. completely.
with lots of affection.
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