The Sword

If there is no conflict, there is apathy. Apathy is death.

Wretched and cold, twisted by the maker's hands

and bent toward a path of pointed fury

soaked in the life of thine enemies.

 

Feared and cursed, spat on by naivety 

and the soft words of children;

 

The harbinger of end, the singer of graves,

but there can be no song

without the poet

 

can there be life

 

without blood

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the poet's words can be the blood of life's song...but this is a bit scary in thought....imagine poets becoming apathetic...not caring...then where will the voices come from ?

thoughtful write.