Here I stand, my world in twain
I weep and cry, not of sadness but disdain
Tear filled children, watch as their parents strain
A world made hell, left cursed and stained
It rains blood and the sun won't shine
Famine grips our life at the end of time
Those left alive, beg their god for quick demise
Heresy and blasphemy plague the land, a world stands on twine
Creatures turned on man, a perversion of God's first law
Man and beast at each other's neck as moral fabric is torn
God's laws gone, freedom man's fatal flaw
Bodies on blood drenched beach wash ashore
Brought upon ourselves this dark decay
With no hope of solution from this fray
Its peace has gone and chaos wilst stay
The death of a dynasty on this unholy day
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Poetry - A collection of my finest poems
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