Phantoms Poem by Tom Allport

Phantoms must eat
In order to grow
Feeding on our emotions
Of angst and sorrow
They are not visible
To the human eye
Yet they feed on us
As we live and we cry
In a false and manipulated world
Planned and created by them
Made up of conflicts and terror
And total mayhem
But phantoms must grow
Day after day
Through our violent actions
We will all have to pay
For we are the harvest
And their dish of the day.