Why are you holding the hammer of justice?
Absorbed by madness, are you?
Ditching your logic in odious swamps
A hand of yours that kills the right
Itching for wealth from the dead
Robbing the innocence from the crowd
Game of cards that you always reclaim
Tossing the liberties away
The Stones of the Graveyards
Your ego is high and a jerk is what you are
Ignorance is geared toward the sky
Dancing to the sound of wretched cries
Until you perish, darn
You are the definition of corrupted law
To save your hollow name
You piss over the pure morals
A clown that portrays the prejudices
Now you are the worshiper of shady evil reference
Acid being poured into your eyes
When you have been blind to the truth
Who are you to do that?
Pitiful rat
The mirror of evidence that you broke
Calling for your rotten head
The guilt that will consume you
Damn you sinful scum
Trapped in virtue that you destroyed
Tearful fingers to cut through your fetid skin
Liar, culprit, tattler, die now
Gallows to redeem the freedom
The one that you stole.
YOU ARE READING
Two Tears
PoetryFor my love, My HOPE The love we have is a definite testament that spanned decades, though we came from afar place, we were always able to find each other, across an ocean of time. I love you eternally.
