Handing the coin to the ferryman's grasp
Across this raging black river I shall pass
On to the gateway not straying from thepath
Dark legions behind me to deal heaven my wrath
Abdicate your throne
And yield unto me
I will enslave your flock
And rule eternally
Foolish old man come out to the field
I've torn down the faith that was yourshield
Now I'll sink this black blade of humanities scorn
Into your heart the fabric of heaven betorn!
Now humanity's free to do as it will,
Raping and torturing and looking tokill
Those atheists and anti-Christs have gotten their way
The souls of mankind my endless prey...
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Poetic License to Live
PoetryA collection of my generally short poems. As I get older and busier I find myself ever drawn to this brilliant art form.
