Master of Fear, the Soulless Steer our Course

Masters of Fear, the Soulless Steer Our Course
Masters of Fear, the Soulless Steer Our Course

Gnarled will emerges,
torn scars of iterative past,
bleeding eyes from defeats last
as echoes, the screaming knell of death,
blood and flesh do dress the earth
in bitter gored catastrophe.

And still the weary trudge on,
flag in hand,
righteousness colored red,
fed on lies to sympathize
the culling of the dread of truth,
that rustles in the leaves.

Winds of change
do rearrange the soldier rows,
but no matter whose side the woe,
the reaper knows his lot,
a death in every plot
to fill his deathly quota.

Redundant the hateful view,
the wars and lies that now ensue,
are but the ruminations of the soulless,
the decaying darkness parlous mad
recalcitrant s, the masters of fear,
adhering to their evil ways
to steer a world to madness.

I watch their vile disillusion,
their frantic institutions,
grasping greed and blood to seed
a new one world misnomer,
and still they pursue their ugly dreams
to own and control everything,
before common sense can prevail.

Tony DeLorger © 2017

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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

4 thoughts on “Master of Fear, the Soulless Steer our Course

  • August 22, 2017 at 2:52 PM
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    Insanity prevails, madmen are at the helm, their tip of the finger ready to press the nuclear button, extinguishing mankind, for their own greed, hate and madness. Predictions made by prophets, futurists, soothsayers and others are showing us all how close the world we know, live in, cherish and love can be and will be incinerated, using all those nasty words, sulfur, hell, Satan, fire, tearing of limbs, abyss, death and misery. Will you and I be alive when this happens, I think not. Yet I fully believe that there will be an invasion or intervention to save mankind from elimination. Will it be a peaceful intervention or a world ending deadly invasion to enslave mankind, their children? Wonderful writing as always my poet, you and I are on the same page and views often;-)) Peace and Cheers.

  • August 22, 2017 at 6:07 PM
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    We live in hope Vincent, and that is all you and I can do. Thanks you my friend, for your support and kind words. Take care.

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