upon the arrival of the blinding sun
the earth drops thankfully into a rapid darkness
descending into the orbit of another godless mindset
obscenely unaware of a moral genocide
bleeding wounds reduced to cut scenes
unecessary in comparison to exponentially more
than the mind can handle and thus intake
at a rapid fire of the mouth and deaden of the heart
hope cries from a mutilated world
trapped in a cage hammered of denial and lust
for another human's life, or the lack of it
as if that would be the answer.
A revelation! And a cry will be the only thing you can do. Neatly chosen words. This masterpiece is undefinable! ! A 10 from me definitely!
Here, Here... a gentle reminder, for after all, it is not all about here... 10 : -)
blinded sun, blinded sky, and blinded universe, I think is a protest song, commnet my colloboration protest song to warlords thanx and 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, F. T. F. You may like to read my poem, Love And. Thank you.