Curse of Ares
My shear existence is
Carnage and chaos
Feeder of the carrion
I am that whirlwind
of destruction
The karmic blend of
love and hate
The natural disaster
that you hate but it fascinates you
Rage and anger
Replace necessary
life sustaining evidence
Cold slab of emotion
and the fire pits of hell
Rule my heart and
soul
Yet among
The rubble,
destruction and scorched universe
There is this
yearning
This one available
place
That glows brightly
The spot for
The One
The One is
The person that
balances the scales
Of the Beast of hell
and deeper hells
A channel, purpose
and shield for the living
Yet this position is
not easy
Nor has it been
maintained or even attained
Rarely
The mantle has been
given
One queen has reigned
Another chooses her
fate
I honestly can’t
blame them
Then tentative
applications are great
The focus of passion,
intensity, love and a malignancy for other beings
Daunting to undertake
To fathom even
History has paved the
way
Monkey bitches
Pretenders
Quitters
Fear has gripped them
Inability to understand
That this adventure
is one that is
Life unscripted to
the nth degree
The curse has been emblazoned
upon me
From the beginning
The inability and
division
To understand and be
understood
Or connect on this
human like emotional plane
To make them so
comfortable that
They run to me and
exclaim
Their need and love
to live fully
Together among
eternity
With the pain and
finality
I remain steadfast in
my purpose and duty
Even as a part of me
misses
Wants and needs
That One
The One
To balance and tilt
This scale of
darkness
To one again of
normalcy
My curse looks
Smiles
And continues it’s
Haunting laughter
To
And of
Me
From the chocolatezeus
collection 12/7/15 ©
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