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The fall of the pompous
written by Genocide Reaper08:47 PM 12/19/04| See the army battering the gates, in the siege of the castle, the assault is enough to baffle, Kings and Queens, Bishops and Knights all with their souls reamed, fear is deemed to rule their hearts, the demonic army continues its brutal march. Blood stains through out the land, battle fields, wars waste land. Seek the power in the sword, raise thine shield and make some noise. Drums of war distort the screams, bones line the streets and rats feast on flesh. Advantages are found in the political weakness, barbarians a power unto their own. Women and Children flee in terror but find peace within their savage saviors, kindness is found behind barbaric lines, the front has become a waging slaughter for the Knights of Kings. Used as pawns in a deadly game of chess, the fearless warriors know how to kill the best. Armor filled with decaying carcasses, men who have died in a lost cause. Fighting for a country that doesn't care, a social order that looks at peasants just to stare, mocking their minds the people that make the military by paying tribute and taxes faithfully, the Church curses and blasphemes the name of God, taking gold, playing games, soon to find no mercy in his hands. The Army of savage Anarchist, Celtic warriors with strong belief in victory, the destruction of a self shattered society! |
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This one I think is true poetry. And I would like you. The reader, to comment.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by letmewatchyousleep (12-19-2004 - 08:56 PM)
| That is what u call TRUE poetry. It's amazing. |
by DragonWingedWolf (12-19-2004 - 11:16 PM)
| I would like to thank you for being my main insperation to become an anarchist...it is a wonderful poem. |
by maledeth (12-20-2004 - 06:46 AM)
| Well, the anarchist plan still sounds a bit like an unstable rule. Because with things like this....there is bound to be some fucker to try and lead the revolution and claim it his doings..Like Mr. Castro in Cuba...he never proclaimed it a anarchy, but a freedom-giving cause. What with they, the men who persuade for power struggles...what comes of they? ANd very good poetry..it cometh from evil men, I say, the best! |
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