Scourge

You begin to understand
his ability to destroy, to
hurt, to take false testimony
against everyone else.

If there is a reason
for any circumstance of
his past that makes him a
shadow that covers the light,

if and only that reason
provokes him to bleed blood
out of anyone who is better
than him, better than him.

But they, and we don’t
like him, don’t like him.
Outrageous amount of feelings
is like a fire bursting.

It burns the rest and
the others who cannot die,
but they die without their
knowledge caused by the only enemy.

 

2017

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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2 Responses to Scourge

  1. neelkanth says:

    I did like the beautiful poem and relished it.

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