Serenity At Last

Tick tock
hear that clock
count down
one
two
three
wash away sins
so you thought
bathed in innocent blood.
Slaughtered
women
children
old
young
boundaries
none known.
Finger on the trigger
maniacal laughter
buttons
four
five
six
pressed
with juvenile delight
lighting up elevator
all stops
never full
like the mind
rotting within
glowing corpse
grotesque mouth piece
shouts
branding traitors.
Silence falls
blankets of purity
reign ended
reins passed
collective breath
held so long
released unpent
let the healing begin.
©Nov. 30/20
Picture is my own

False Vaticinate

Deep in the forest
cross lawns
bred green
house of white
broad expanse
at your back
tiptoe through the roses
shadowed glance
no one is following
no one really cares
off you go
trout in hand
to feed the wild cat.
She sits
brooding
fingers tapping the orange ball
shaking
whacking
slap to the side
damn thing
appears not to be working
better come up with something
for here comes the giant
treading
stomping
on all in the way
petulant child
look over here
at the shiny ball.
Seat yourself before her
eyes upon the prize
pay the piper
to take out the rats
never guessing
you set your own trap.
She smiles
eyes glazed by smoke
hiding globe
from beady eyes
grinning
ready to pander
you
ready to win.
Domination
wars
money
power
devastation
all foretold in your future
grin
murderous eyes
the list begins.
Paid in silver
disappeared in the night
when truth outs
she is revealed to be
failure is yours
there is no doubt
living in a septic dream world.
©Nov. 14/20
Picture via Pinterest