Get Your Premium Membership

Distortion

They kill for their namesake Blinded with visions of righteousness Mirrored with images of self Sanctifying, with daggers plunging deep Crowds gather in loyalty Massed in fear, assembled in hatred Adherence to dogmas of a farsighted kind While master deceivers bloom like orchids

Copyright © | Year Posted 2022




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things