poetry, Stream of Consciousness

A Crescendo of Violence

Living to live

Struggling to die

Fighting for survival

The path many have tried

And many will still tread.

They tear our insides

They tear us apart with

Many lies and schemes

Our strength is zapped

We have become lost in the jungle

We are caught in a web

We are bound in our own defeat.

I hear a call

A voice of warning

Spoken since ages past

We paid no mind

Now we pay for not listening

We pay for our own sins

For in this jungle

We are preyed upon

Crescendo of violence, destruction and hate.

© Booky Glover, 2017

Work is has stolen me away from blogging and it’s so sad. I’ll try to post during weekends.

Until next time,


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