Of vices and venom

The scarcity of chance did prove the guilt

of the lousy thousand’s empire built.

As the silence dropped to the nest of darkness

the fragility heightens in the search of caress.

For of vice you know will not linger longer,

and those sweet reflections of a sweet surrender.

For of venom that silent spreads deep thee,

all the smile and triumph you’d learn not for free.

Silence if you must, but be emancipated.

Wake up this moment from the blissful nightmare.

For soon all anger shall be obliterated-

of the vice and venom you might not forsaken.

Watch your eyes…

Hear you ears…

Speak your mouth…

Is this the truth that you want and needed?


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