ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
literature
the last movement
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
Arcane rumblings bellow out from the infrastructure.
The secrets swell out from the wealthy infidels
the final bursting of their pregnant whispers.
Now the wise old casualties know all of what’s to come,
so they pack their sacks with their old guns
to fortify their army of one.
Benevolence skips the billions of ignorant families
condemning daughters and sons to an army of none.
The first bullets abandon their barrels
kicking off, disregarding poise
eager to make some Godawful noise.
The welcoming blasts: a metallic symphony
Quickly booming into cacophony
in shrill-major.
Blood spatters pavement, under the marching feet
Soldiers smile in admiration at the homicide calligraphy,
"Certainly a panorama to see", admitted even the mercenaries.
Out come the canons,
dancing on their wheels,
augmenting the sonata with rifle-explosion accompaniment.
The cosmopolitan of induced tragedy:
Fighting and lashing and lechery for peace ...
Warrior sighs greet the late auxiliary:
armadas sing in baritone
while civilians scream soprano.
Children cry in alto.
Blood flows in legato.
Today piousness dies;
It is burned in the oven with altruism-pie.
While down below we blaze away our requiem
And by the hand of this same melody we die,
God carves our epitaph:
“Here lies humanity,
fashioning, always, a bellicose smile.”
The secrets swell out from the wealthy infidels
the final bursting of their pregnant whispers.
Now the wise old casualties know all of what’s to come,
so they pack their sacks with their old guns
to fortify their army of one.
Benevolence skips the billions of ignorant families
condemning daughters and sons to an army of none.
The first bullets abandon their barrels
kicking off, disregarding poise
eager to make some Godawful noise.
The welcoming blasts: a metallic symphony
Quickly booming into cacophony
in shrill-major.
Blood spatters pavement, under the marching feet
Soldiers smile in admiration at the homicide calligraphy,
"Certainly a panorama to see", admitted even the mercenaries.
Out come the canons,
dancing on their wheels,
augmenting the sonata with rifle-explosion accompaniment.
The cosmopolitan of induced tragedy:
Fighting and lashing and lechery for peace ...
Warrior sighs greet the late auxiliary:
armadas sing in baritone
while civilians scream soprano.
Children cry in alto.
Blood flows in legato.
Today piousness dies;
It is burned in the oven with altruism-pie.
While down below we blaze away our requiem
And by the hand of this same melody we die,
God carves our epitaph:
“Here lies humanity,
fashioning, always, a bellicose smile.”
Techy Wallpapers
10 Subscribers
So you like Techy Stuff, eh? Here you will have access to my techy wallpapers including huds cocepts.
$1/month
Suggested Collections
hope the comparison is obvious
© 2005 - 2024 HectateNemesis
Comments4
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
the words are sad, but i like the anti war theme behind it, i must say you r a good poet and id personally put u within the ranks of bob dylan, john lennon, and jim morrison (although your themes are almost all depressing, no offence....) I am curious to see what a 'happy' poem by you would be like, if it wouldn't kill u.