Misguided
By PJ Perry
From one well pleased
With truth intact
I gladly feast on those who would subdue us
Mother Does It
The teacher has said it
They condemn what they do not understand
Seize the day
Seize the night
Seize the wine
Slip of memory
Slip of tongue
Prepare for war
The small protected under the huge
Therefore whoever desires peace, let him prepare for war
And by this sign you will conquer
In a blazing wrong, while the crime is blazing
In blossom
In forum
We enter the circle at night and are consumed by fire
Countless bodies wait
Kill them, for the God knows those who are his
The rest are missing
Rare survivors in the immense sea
Leading back to the infinite
Who will read this?
Who will separate us?
Those whom true love has held, it will go on holding
Men fit to be slaves!
Let them hate, so long as they fear
I hate and I love
I hate the unholy rabble and keep them away
After this, therefore because of this
After darkness, I hope for light
After what has been written
I am human and nothing human is strange to me with the exception of love and war,
I am misguided!
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Poetry Shmoetry! ~ Various Poetry ~ by PJ Perry
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