Blowback
By Nomar Knight
I strut amidst
chaotic mess
Intense heat
extinguishing my concerns
Agents of
destruction scurry
Cries of pain bring
me glee
Now the one percent
have less
Their giant
monuments burn
Inside the rubble
are buried
Secrets and lies rot
beneath
As the masses watch
in awe
I search to even the
score
For evil's
regenerative powers
Maintain a tireless
grip
Perhaps now they'll
see their flaws
And open
opportunity's door
Life should smell
like flowers
And be one happy
trip
But I if they should
learn nothing
And continue along
merciless ways
I'll show them my
version of something
Make them beg for
end of days
©2012 Nomar Knight. All rights reserved.
A Knight Chills Poem.
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