A voice in the darkness

by | Sep 5, 2008 | Poetry | 0 comments

What dark law

Enslaved my youthful soul

And left it black as pitch

Only for the law makers

To run from their creation

Dark monster of a military Prometheus

Forged in a likeness

That left me hollow as a golem

Open only to be filled with death

Sorrow followed

Deep, dark, soul engulfing sorrow

That pulled and clawed

At what humanity was left

Hoping to gain purchase

Steal that final piece

Claim my soul

But I fought

And faced the law givers

With their own words

And told them loudly of their lies

And shared secrets

They wished none to hear

Opened were the eyes of the innocent

To save the generations to follow

But the dark lawmakers became more colluding

Tried to quell my voice in the darkness

I spoke on

Made Joe Public hear the truth

That others would not suffer my fate

Be trapped in the darkness

When they could stay in the light

And live


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