Wednesday, 23 March 2016

shame - 26th November 2015

I'll grow you from the trees
from the grass and from the moss.

I'll tear you part from pieces
and create a spark to set alight to all.

I am everything.
I will bare the control and power over all.

Please stand against and push
and fight all you can.

I'll crush your fledgling heat.
You'll bleed from the same eyes you
scorned me with before.

I'll bury your tortured and crippled
aging body amongst the growth.
I'll let you be another...

I'll let your children grow and exist and to find love

for my job is to take everything away from them and destroy them one little piece at a time and to put everything on display for your horror and pain

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