665. Peace Is A Lie Poem by Jaden Knight

665. Peace Is A Lie



Peace is a fantasy there is only anger
bubbling violently beneath the surface
ready to burst out whenever needed
with no thought of the resulting cost

With anger I can gain strength
muscles pumping furiously under the skin
mind being swiftly sharpened
to take on whatever new foe may appear

Using strength I can achieve power
maybe not the mythical sort but it will do
as long as I use it in the right way
none may be able to take it from me

With greater power I can seek victory
as I take my place at the top
all my opponents fall beaten before me
no more will seek to challenge me now

As I am victorious the chains shatter and break
the link fragments scattered all around me
finally obtaining the freedom I deserve
only the reaper can stop me

Monday, September 10, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: hate,power
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