Shattered Arrow

by Nomad Being   Aug 18, 2010


Days of hardship, tossed in betrayal,
I wonder they be ever gone, in shadows of ascended nation,
Serene Transgression, offending forsaken,
Pretensions of witness, killed men in alas!
A place of filth, no less a bleeding shrine,
Their thirst became their own cause,
And no second thought their mind hunted for,
Death had its own feast; screaming songs filled distress,
Cried feed me, feed me, feed me some more,
Notions of vengeance, blessed not just darkness,
Killed itself its wandering soul, yelled at its grave,
Eyed their indifference, saw distraction filling gaps,
Executed all wishes, of the demon their lord,
For existed watching they wound their fate,
Whispered, next present shall precisely be yours,
While children in innocent hood, fought desires in hunger,
It grew as they breathe, cherished their greed, serving evil,
Distilled with anger, for schools fled, they leaned and conceived,
Vaccines of useless thoughts provoked, they blazed armor,
Saw nightmares of blooded days, darkness developing in fall,
Causes of those pathetic pains and reasons for their blames,
Ashes of so called ignorance, laughed for there nakedness,
Impassive civilization amazed of their storming intrusion,
Dried rivers flooded in tears, its shattered soul still carried hope,
Survival of bequest, confronting endless stains,
Paralyzed and Raped society crumbled in its fading end,
With they were left was their race ending in days,
All they could be were the clowns of their own fate,
Their Arrow, shattered plunged their screaming faith,
Thinking for mercy n' now they fall for timeless prayers...!!!

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  • 13 years ago

    by Nomad Being

    Thank you for your worthy time that you took to read my friend.

  • 13 years ago

    by Jenna Bella Oldridge

    A sad but good write

    5/5