Dark Minions Of War - Poem by James Vaughn
Slivers of shattered dreams glitter on the path I have chosen.
Sparkling shards of things yet to be confused my sight as I wandered along this path.
Dark birds screeched from high above in the canopy, warning of danger.
Tangled in the spider webs of time I trudged forward pulling these moments in my wake.
Adorned only in a robe of piety, I command those that would deceive humanity.
Fiery blasts in the night chronicle my coming, the twisted bodies laying show where I have been.
The power I seek overshadows the atrocities I have committed against my brothers, as I
ascend my throne; I crawl on the backs of those that have forfeited their life to my greed.
Hoards of unbelievers shout disdain for my actions, their pleas being disregarded.
A corrupted sense of duty influences my desires as the dark minions of the realm do my bidding.
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