Salvation’s Demise

The flickering flame

Of greed and deceit

Whips its malevolent tongue

Around the voiceless masses,

Poking, prodding, crushing…

The wills of millions

Destined to satisfy

The blood lust

Of an insatiable thirst.

Rebellion is a dream

Fraught with insomnia.

For surely now,

Hope is


Soul’s defamation


A revelation –

Death is the only


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