Black blood breathe
beneath the rocky deep
burn bright and high
waves broil, frothing
into the flames of your passing
but the gold-toothed smile
burns brighter still.
–
Sizzle, sizzle, boil and bubble
worlds part before
the tremble of your passing–
send tremors to the core
of all the staunchest hearts
come hell or high water
There will be Blood.
–
Wounds fester
like blisters burst
your fevered pitch defies
the madness of their dreams–
the sky and the sea weep black tears
and all are consumed–
come Death or Life.
A very powerful poem indeed! Speaks out for all that is lost in the dark spew…
“but the gold-toothed smile
burns brighter still.”
Amazing lines…
A loud message, that sure made its way thru’.. an excellent poem!
Thanks Chris…
The greed of man is a powerful force indeed…we should all be wary of its reach. Thanks for reading!
Oh yes… we need to be wary of its reach. Cuz it can take us places where we never wanted to go, without even us realizing it till after we have gotten there!
Take care, and have a great day!