The world has turned eternal faiths into penny religions with hatred; so with ancient strong words forever spoiled by skull cracking and chest pounding the best words now on being found on 99 cent street corners.
But until then here's a new poem for your enjoyment:
PART OF THE HELL
Rooted to the scales,
I pull at the nails,
Let my palms bleed at night,
I'm to blame,
You place within me the shame,
A man must be the end all,
I ask you now,
Fellow human,
Fellow soul,
Spirit of how the moon light flows,
If I'm the scar,
If I'm the sickness,
Then how come I'm the one standing up to the bar,
(c)2014 brian c. williams/System*Productions
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