"Demigod"

"Demigod"

A Poem by masqued_muse
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"Sheeple.."are doomed.

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This is a previous version of "Demigod".



Insolent minds; welcome to the view, sounds and colors climbing to your heart's delight. Pull down the blinds, nobody's watchin' you. Marvelous assumption, rendering of sight. Cords become chains; technology a prison, emaciated ecstasy, languishing reception. Soul starved refrains require a new incision. Dying; while supplying, cures for old infection. Make no mistake; I too love release, and I like to feed from my blank screen. Known to placate; anything for peace, but I'd rather tend to musings in between. And yet still we rise; attention to the masses, paying, bowing, lowly, to the gods we hold so dear. News',dues come slowly;to the quivering classes, sheep approach the slaughter, grinning ear to ear.

© 2011 masqued_muse


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Reviews

The rhyme scheme was very well used here, giving the poem a nice rythm, and the thought behind the poem is well used throught the entire piece. The closing on this poem is what makes it amazing to me, pointed words meant to snap open the eyes of those who are blinded.

Posted 12 Years Ago


"Insolent minds;/welcome to the view."
That is an evocative inception.
"Information is a bane;/communication, grief."
I would have to say that society operates that way. There is a lot of insight on sociology in this poem.
Those, along with the last line, would be my favorite picks.
""Sheep approach the slaughter,/grinning ear to ear."
Just a wonderful closing. It ties the whole idea together. Lovely.


Posted 12 Years Ago


Deep. There is so much here. Yes, I agree ~ brilliant.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Added on June 15, 2011
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Tags: insolent, colors, blinds, chains, screen, placate, gods, sheep

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masqued_muse
masqued_muse

Baytown, TX



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