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Beneath The Stars

There are no winners
In a barbaric world
The hypnotic trance
Of Power and Money hold Leaders in Sway
They
Ignore the lessons of the heavens
At all our peril
Masses perish under the dominion of primal fear
This Rule of Lawless Law
The rejection of timeless Peace
Replaced by ruthless animal war and destruction,
The empty mouthpieces of savage darkness
Gape like hollow puppets
Stringing litanies of nothingness beneath the stars . . .




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Written on 2015-11-27 at 01:18

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Book Of Night
by Chaucer Whethers