The rushing waves of fury
Broken hearts left in his wake
That old deception endlessly beguiling the fool
From the time of the first sun
He has sown his bitter seed
Recklessly clawing, boldly rampaging
The paradise of innocent breed
Now revealed to the few who gather
The light shines boldly on his morbid throne
And the carnage that he has birthed
Decays at his prideful feet of stone
The child of discernment, the precious few
Who gather to witness the ending days
Are free to give and love with a passion
Without his nefarious ways
Poetry Copyright © 2019 – 2023 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved.
Inspired by: https://alurasangels.com/ukobach-entity-of-stirring-rage/
Artwork by: Kifarion
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