Friday, March 15, 2013

THE WHITE SMOKE





Blinded in the visor of ignorance,
Darkened in hollow crypts,
Bowing down to their own fear,
Blaring in the decibel of absurdity,
Hiding the stain of madness,
Veiling the blood of crimes,
Shrouded in the infected creed,
Waging along with the spin doctors,
Licking the bottom of shredded mortality,
Seething the fumes of imprudence,
The smoke smelted inside the Vault …

The cliques tacked the crossed logs…
Burning the innocence,
Flaming the virtues of humanity,
Ignited by the fuel of fraudulence,
They blazed it all along;
As the white ash fell on the Soiled Orb…

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