Honoring Master Poe, Darkened Verses That Saddest Of Truths Reveals

The infinite black, oozing forth a most unholy and unmerciful dread
with infinite sad cries from those once innocent and long since dead
Only evil, and its many platoons of shadowy, and most ravenous beasts
can forage about for far more victims on which to torment and then feast
As this world, in its accursed and wicked wars can so many millions destroy
by nefarious means, even using greatest beauty- as it did with Helen of Troy!

From within deep bowels of earth up rise murderous legions of savage doom
man striving for eternity, but always meets evil and an unwelcoming tomb
Yet within Spring's Hope, man's sweetest of dreams, promising much more
always thought, Time for pleasures, treasures and gold, that one final score
Yet folly reigns, therein lies thunderous and those all powerful hands of Fate
where heard are sounds of Fated dread, words- "too late, just too damn late"!

The infinite black, cruising the land- to destroy and to be bloody well fed
with infinite resources, and victories from battles gushing bloody reds
With wailing cries from those seeking promise of Love and much longer Life
comes deepest of sorrows born from war- pillaging and world gifted strife
For within each breast lies a hiding beast, always ready to maim and kill
with Lusts to Feast upon those innocent victims, for its wickedly sated thrills!

Robert J. Lindley, 3-05-2020
Rhyme, ( On Reality, Dark Truth And Humanity's Endless Lusts And Greed )

Note:

Celebrating being exactly 66 years young today, I decided to honor
my favorite of all great poets, Edgar Allan Poe. Thus a very dark
poem was called for and one that speaks of modern times and reality
of this truly dark and evil world that we ALL must journey through
on the way to our predestined and most unfortunate, untimely end...

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2020