The Wicked Path of Destiny

I walk the face of the earth once more
A mindless puppet
My strings are torn
The creaky bones
The bad eye sight
Yet the chance to turn wrong to right
Wars-a-waging
Old mans guilt
The worlds now on more than just a tilt
Parent weeping
Children slain
Bloody thoughts
Fear will reign
I look in the shadows
A creature did lurk
He whispered to me
Hiding a smirk
"Thou shalt be killed if thee cannot find
The Demon lurking in thou mind"
So off I ventured
To quench my thirst
Of courpses piled with hearts-a-burst
And on that quest what did I see?

The wicked path of Destiny.

Author's Note

This poem I recieved an Award for. Of Poem of the year in the International Poetry digest magazine.

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