Those with passion unleashed
having chosen the service to the beast
...those fallen from the presence of light
lovers of a fight...
even when its
non essential ...they follow its potential
to see what they might...
profit from... it
whether wrong or right
In the game of dominance and submission
hunters of soul+beings monitor positions
and the change of winds...
study their approach...
Predators always in play
...scanning for a match
each and every day...
Practitioners
of the beat down
masters of the dying arts
Intent on corruption of the power of will
To drain the creative energies of those they prey upon
Compulsive-obsessive power freaks
Bent on execution ...the practice of making the perfect kill
Angels of vengeance ...demons of dark+delight
Angry souls on a mission ...of subtraction or division
Despite the proven benefits of fusion and unity
Thrive on the unstable power of fission
Subjecting others to fear and misery
Bent branches of the tree of creation
Making a prophetic vision ...of the destruction of all enemies
Projections of power over time and space
Thriving on the concept of a sole+source view
They, being the defenders of the one and only truth
Getting high on the drama ...of the pursuit of prophesy
Damned for all eternity ...if they cannot break free
From the insanity ...of disbelief in karma due
Believing in a faux immunity ...in what they do
Objective vision to rule over all they survey
Diverting the focus of a neighboring nation
Laden with stored energy
...for hard times
but for the thugs
whose love of hate
separates
other mothers
from their sons...
removing the seeds
from generations of lifestock
leaving only standing stones in their wake
Stealing the life earnings
from the meek to punish those before them
who gave the gift of hate...
now, its their turn to smash and burn
all evidence of love...
to dissapate any sense of kindness
with blind hatred...
to extinguish any spark of kindness
...or taking the advantage
of twisted minded games
Of genius strains meant to erase all gains
a return from
what was denied
them
in their past
perhaps,
what they would deny
is love
for whatever happened
to them
if you dared to ask
for which they could not find
forgiveness for themselves
for being powerless to save them
from the embarassment
of helplessness...
yet...
once freedom came
they could not separate
the grain from chaff
lost
was the sense of love
given freely
and a sense of play
while performing communal tasks
instead, their punishment
extends to everyone...
their vengeance extends
to anyone or anything which teaches tolerance
or difference from the doctrine
of the once wronged
rigid rules of living ideology...
a scourge unleashed
Against the weak ...and unbefriended
Bearing the fruit of death
On the road to resurrection
Looking down the road
...where it may lead
For some ...it goes nowhere
They are the victims
...there will be blood
However justified
...worshippers of homicide
Followers of an institution
...where disbelievers bleed
Motivation a la carte ...whatever inconvenient truth
Requires ...remanufactured proof
With passions reanimated
...a factual lie with personified appeal
To a special interest group
...a gang of thieves with a mutual attraction
For vengeance has no cure
...but return through the path of love
Those whose corruption follows in their purposes
Pass judgment upon those left in the unenviable position
Whose disability to focus precious energy to defend themselves
Is not a testament of unwillingness to be employed
Its being reduced to struggle ...its an economic condition
Continually pursued by those who prey upon those
Having not ...doing the best of what little they’ve got
The nasty roles we choose
...or not
Be it via jealousy, envy, pride
on the destruction ...of the trust
Held dear by most of the rest of us
On a journey to love …and life
Partakers of the culling…
And those unwilling
The others of us
Caught up here
beneath the shadow of fear
Beside ourselves in pleas
In declaring we are not witnesses
Of the excesses of the aggressors
Being idle, as if witless
In proclaiming innocence
If not begging forgiveness
…on our knees
To the Jesus within us
shedding real tears...
because
we understand
where we are
in eternity
we are friends
and know the worth
of a human soul...
its who we are
one people
Not just peers
…along for the ride
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