there is no mercy in this world
no lord inspires the rabble
fear is the greatest enemy
but it has been given a throne
we fashion weapons and wait
but the enemy is invisible
so we build our totems
and offer sacrifice in blood
the demon is not beyond us
mystics know its hiding place
they hear it in the heart of man
beating with a primal rhythm
mankind searches for a symbol
for an emblem of deliverance
but the beast cannot be killed
our fears nominate it as king
in the final desperate act
innocence and reason are blind
humanity teeters on a precipice
above a vast and ruthless sea
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Inspired by Lord of the Flies, by William Golding.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
in the final desperate act innocence and reason are blind humanity teeters on a precipice above a vast and ruthless sea A great stanza.