Victims of Love and Truth

The Square

A single square a lovely one, a lonely one, mindless

and simple, pure and exuding of life ,a birth of a

small nation ,a social conception that does not rival

anyother,with a whip of tail ,he will prevail.

The sun shines through the square and onto a well,

a bloody body of subservient girl. Indeed , wailing

and whimpering and gnawing his tail with a fail in his

veil.

He proceed to then inform authorities about

that little , poor  poor girl and while the police

seek and searched, for a clue or two or a trail

or a kangaroo the square led them to their gory

death as he had done to that girl ,  suicide was

left his only pride he could a bide and issued the

decree without a consideration for us, you or me.

A single square has transform without repair

and toke shape of a full inducing square.

The Victims of Love and Truth

An expedition of promotion

a reoccurring state of

consciousness fading,

drifting away to be a tenet

of different falsehood.

Strangling sounds, refuting ghouls,

demolished, decimated and

integrated back to the occult obscene

boredom zeitgeist.

Freedom of change and exchange,

particulars of holiness, divergence

of emotional compass, detecting from

my presence as a vanishing train in

dim bleakness of serenity.

Deus ex machine call out applicable

moral distortion and extortion

of devotion, draught of fleeting

brilliant glimpse replace by the

dismal effect of beauty prevalence

and fortune adequacy, eviscerated

in a viscerally appalling denial that’s

constitute madness, concealed by

deception, deviant culprits of the

divine hoax, the senator of

guardians  vessel puts on the mask

of earthly gratification with no

atonement in sight.

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