The Bitterness Within
Blinded by the bitterness within, consumed by the
insanity of its rage,
Leaving emptiness, a festering void, vengeance fills,
in its soulless plague.
From misplaced fear, more monsters spawned, spiraling
out of control,
Mistrust turning to hatred, uncontrollable anger,
wrenching at the soul.
A coldness growing inside, in madness consumed,
compassion cast aside,
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, clemency, and
mercy, both denied.
The mob of beasts unbound, turned loose, their wrath
too hard to quell,
Innocent blood spilt, while they dance with death, in
the flames of hell.
Brandishing knives, guns, and grenades, unable to
control the force inside,
As all hope, of flicking the switch, that had spawned
the madness, died.
Chaos unleashed, upon any civilians seen, hewing the
spirit out of them,
Turning everything upside down, creating utter
confusion, and mayhem.
Filching lives, not theirs to take, the callous
killing becoming imbedded,
Hunting for harmless prey, their victims brutally
beaten, then beheaded.
False pleasure from killing, feeding the frenzy, as
their wild obsession grew,
From inside the monsters’ minds, their sickness,
casting the world askew.
Irrational acts committed, in irreversible insanity,
the curse calling “More!”
Chanting words of rage, and revenge, from behind the
masks, they wore.
Leaving carnage, in their wake, their helpless quarry,
littering the ground,
Empty cartridges, and bloody bodies, wreckage, and
rubble, cast around.
Ruthlessly murdering innocent babies, committing the
worst sins known,
Leaving heart wrenching sights, of burnt corpses,
charred flesh, and bone.
Prepared to die, as the martyrs of madness, going down
in a blaze of fire,
In the state of anarchy, they created, within the pandemonium, they desire.
Written By: Alan.Clark@WW1POET (Oct 2023)
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