Culture Of Darkness Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

Melody lived for her three children beyond the scope of life.

She is the epitome of a mother protecting the seeds of her offspring.

Her world has been thrown into turmoil and obscurity.

Her husband left her without warning to fulfill his desires.

Melody did what she could to anchor her life for her children.

She was introduced to a substance that thrilled her mind without any reservations of life.

Sacrificing her body for pleasures of white lines she pursued the streets with no return.

Her body transferred money into dreams of femme fatale gone girl!

She is now a slave to pipe dreams that only the streets can accommodate.

Her children are enrolled in the system that awarded them family ties of evil love.

The hands of their finances are on display with the rod of correction for occupied space.

Abandoned with eyes of resentment they succumb to surrogates hands of volatile strangers.

Melody meets Cheyanne and the elite of society opens unknown doors of Pandora's Box.

Like the Phoenix she imposes her will to exalt beyond higher dominion of life.

With her resurrection she reclaims her children of years gone by with the power of manipulations.

Her culture of darkness resides now in a garden of serenity that lights her offspring.

Written by Theodore Mosley

February 4,2019