Tag: poetry
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We Are the Rebels
The king cried out war to the masses And war was delivered in parades through the streets Banners proclaiming destiny to follow to the ends of time And front lines slaughtered only miles away…
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Victory Over the Dead
Row upon row of carven wax faces In legion formation all out to the horizon Ready to fight a war against the hand that holds the scalpel…
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Light Beyond the Gate
Here is your mind on paper Ink and emptiness become you Each new thought scratched out and examined Long after you’ve forgotten you ever had it…
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In Search of Something to Massacre
Slow roving shadows over an empty field Meandering in search of something to massacre The crowd lining the fences, each wondering if it might be them When a dream came out of the night of wailing…
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A Feast for the Starving
Give out to the whispering desire Dissatisfaction in a world that demands You ignore the voices shouting in the hallway And cling to praise poured out of empty bottles…
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The Nature of Explosives
Torment until the light of this world goes out The message scratched into the head of a nail Drive it in, pull it out, repeat the process Until our skin is like a minefield after war…
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King in Chains
The world comes through as reflections on glass And I wonder what those on the other side see If anyone exists in the room beyond the window Longing as I do to step off the ledge…
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Bright Lights and Happiness
Voices scream out in pain, and the crowd cheers Begging for more insight into torment Give us a taste of that world of hellfire Cut us open with the same knife that slit your wrists…
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Two Prisoners
He who lives in fear gives way to shadows Certain of the doom laid out for him by the stars A patchwork tapestry of fraying ends and holes torn away The words once whispered to him in the deep of night…
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View From the Highest Tower
From atop the highest tower in the city You can imagine that, far off on the horizon, The fires of the battlefield are just visible As reflections of stars uncaring on the world below…
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A Proclamation
Wrapped in a proclamation to the world Within anthems called out across the rooftops A whispered command waits to be discovered Hidden between the blood-spattered pages…
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Comfort of Darkness
When night falls, a prophet roams the streets And all who hear his voice close their doors, shutter their windows— Barricade against the call to arms The challenge of a mind that sees beyond the wall.
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Visions Over the Sea
Where the moon’s reflection meets the city’s edge I boarded a ferry to cross over with the rest To a place that has always waited for us This, the final passage of dreamers…
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Treasure in Hills Too High
There’s treasure in the hills that hold us back Too high to climb, so here we stay Where crops burn in arid fields We search for buried gold while our stores run dry…
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Path Through Wild Thickets
Tread the path through wild thickets Overgrown with the remnants of legend Once made flesh, now to dust returned Fear not the shadows stirring in this place…
Mitchel David Ring 