Monday, August 22, 2011

Phantom

The moon is a siren
and the siren is a serpent
in wolves clothing
looking to eat sheep and shark alike

We look to it for answers
but the answers don't exist
just a phantom fairy tale
told to the weary and the meek

Until the fairy tale is exposed
as a lie of such tranquil tragedies
that anger boils to fever
and revolution bursts into the street

3 comments:

Angels said...

I visited your blog absolutely random, and after reading I was impressed, your poetry is amazing!!!!keep going!

Unknown said...

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oneworld said...

Nice.....