So Many

The anger that consumes pestilence,
Ensnared in the shadows of darkness,
Embrace desperation of thoughtless insistence,
Grips the hearts of the weak,
For greed is shaped within the mind,
Searching always for an empty flask,
Anger controlling the thoughts desires,
Accroach the deceivable path the answer,
That confusion and weakened ones,
Search for the laden handout,
Hides the truths of life's lessons,
Never giving of themselves,
A lesson not learned or earned of a reward,
Fought with doubts of treachery ones seething,
Ties to a deceiving brethren's words,
Leading on likened to fools.

Dark Poet ©
2/13/2011