March across land and sea.We are the exhumed,And we are free. Sick of dynasties built on treason.Now we are in an open hunting season.Searching out those who vilify peace.Making them understand they will face no relief.For all their travesties will be paid in kind.Cross this world and you will die on the line! March untilContinue reading “March Of The Exhumed”
Category Archives: poetry
Symptom & Disease
Line em up and let em go.Knock us around.For nothing is owed. State of being divided in our tomb.Wind around these corridors.Restart to renew.What came before may not come round again.Spitting out disbelief.Words unspoken. This is the omen yet to break. Old version in a new state.Confounding me.Battered I continue to crawl on broken knees.StrugglingContinue reading “Symptom & Disease”
Changing Tides
Sun sets on this realm I once called my throne.This transition period sees me walk this path alone.Devoid of possessions but what is on my back.At last I am free of the rope that permitted no slack.Walking free amongst the wilderness of the world.Finally perhaps these memories can be unfurled.No longer crushing me beneath theirContinue reading “Changing Tides”
Undercover
You’re pretty to the eyes.Pity you’re rotten and dark on the inside.Twisted sense that every one should serve you.Destroying hope as if you deserve to.With a smile hiding a liars tongue.Look appealing as you prepare to sink a knife in. Conscience to the fore.Beneath the surface you’re filled with war.Calling truth a lie to getContinue reading “Undercover”
Service Betrayed
Returning home from a distant shore.Everything once owned is no more.Feeling broken, depressed and seething.Sleeping rough all while grieving. Only possessions are about my person.These discharge papers mean nothing.Starving I beg for scraps on a corner.No one realises I fought for their future. Flashes of violence keep me awake.PTSD is what they call this state.ButContinue reading “Service Betrayed”
On Black Wings
Murdered in a brutal sweep and clear.If only they’d known I’d be back in a year.From a crow tap tap tapping upon my grave.To enact vengeance for their violent ways. Painted like a dark angel of death.Fear will fill their final moments.No redemption arc just to be crystal clear.This is an eye for an eyeContinue reading “On Black Wings”
Collision Of Lines
Knock at the door,I welcome you in.This dark freezing night is one nobody should be facing. Warm yourself by the fire.Stoked like a funeral pyre.You’re blue in the face so stay as long as you need. I sit to rest weary bones.We chat as you thaw.Your once grey face returning to its natural tones. WithContinue reading “Collision Of Lines”
Nu Gen
Take the parts and melt them down.Old generations only wear a frown.Looking down on what is to come next.Judgement rendered before they can walk.Branding ready and waiting to be impressed.Changing views has been convicted. Nu gen.Replacement for everything.Singled out from the crowd.No more comment or content. That which has been doesn’t have to come again.FreshContinue reading “Nu Gen”
At Your Back
Scrape across the window pane.Haunting sounds come to strike again.Feeling terror rise from somewhere too close by.Tendrils appearing to dance on the surface of your mind. Gripped by a death stare.Can’t escape what is not there.Paralysed while lying still.Down to the depths you will take this. Knock upon this fragile shell.Desecration rings like a tollingContinue reading “At Your Back”
Drinking It In
Sat alone in a darkened room.Music blaring to take me to my happy place.There is no knocking me out of this.Smile on my face as the drums pound away.Bass twins with it so effortlessly.Chugging guitar rips at the fore.With vocals harsh and perfectly raw. Reading in the starkest light.Journeying into worlds that are not myContinue reading “Drinking It In”