Cursery Rhyme

Our world in words.

 

Within the darkest paths of the most treacherous mind

Disgraceful foes of innocence transform into kind

Wandering among the labyrinths of yet uncarven scars

Of lurking burdens and exiled to oblivion stars

 

 

 

Nobility walks condemned inside the doom of night

And captured by the rays of darkness it shrinks in fright

How can the most foul of creatures mask its dirt;

When neither dawn nor night could prevent any hurt?

 

 

 

Echoes like music the whispering of a feeble voice

Whose inevitable grief its gentle chants destroys

No harm should be cast upon the fools' disgrace

No more damnation beyond their own foolish face

 

 

 

A valley of liars and deceits our land has become

A gathering of ham actors in a theatre yet to cram

Words malplanted inside their shallow brain

And of unknown ignorance our souls they stain

 

 

 

No breathing entity dares to live before their form

As if the skies were leaking the most venomous storm

Creatures with no meaning they are, an army of stones

Shaped by the carpenters' hands and bred in clones

 

 

 

The fairness of yester years perished through dread

Beauty is horribly distorted and honesty is dead

Once guilt shall pierce our being like sharp swords

And our now carven scars shall silence no more;

They will blast in words.

 

 

 

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[The Spaniard]

"No breathing entity dares to live before their form
As if the skies were leaking the most venomous storm
Creatures with no meaning they are, an army of stones
Shaped by the carpenters' hands and bred in clones"

I liked this stanza the best. Your work has a great flow to it with some very powerful words and metaphors. I look forward to more posts.