Be afraid fear it's coming

Be afraid fear it's coming

What am I at this moment
in time now thinking is
that for once I could
be able for just for
a few moments
even minutes put
on a little
smile across my tired face
for at least just a
little while before the
dark and deformed
shadows
are cast again by the  darkness of a dying and  pathetic soul that
has been missing for
forever and now
presumably
dead from a heart
that had been
blackened by the
deaths of countless
innocent men
that it has seduced with
promises of truthful,
long lasting never ending
sobierirty then as always
sleeps on the floor
with the
sounds of many agonizing
painful deaths
from those who
have only
tried to get away
from a life of
painful misery and narcissistic traits
that no longer beats
for anyone or
anything
But now as it has
gone cold shivering
as it pumps out the
icy cold blood of
years of abuse and
misuse while giving
out lies of every kind
fed by the collapsed veins
of many deep regrets
from the rivers that put
forth by the blood of
the flood of
all your afflictions
affected by the evil
refractions you bring
from causing reactions
to addictions as it
spreads the misery
of its own dirty vile
all that as it lays its sharp
blades into as it consumes
all that is good of this
world wasting
away to nothing but a
black sticky tar left over
from all the fields of
Poppy of every kind
that grow wild
unchecked by the
selfishness of who
cares not
for the children of
the one from the
light as it hides all
the unfaithful preparing
for a fight as all of the
troops of man combined
with those of who
The herald sings and
charged by God himself
touched when in the
womb of evil their fates
where chosen to be
the generals of who will
lead them to victory
carrying with them
the flags of crested man
a father and a son
not of his own blood
leading the armies from
high above
and down below of
who we are today, just as
all of troops of evil
armed with hate with
the disease of addiction
as the fight
come together in
one last battle
of epic proportions that 
will at the end through countless loses of men
and foe will decide all man's
final fate when the final
shot is heard for this war
has already started and
if you look real hard
you shall see that
the losses of our kingdom
of our King
and the dying of this world
everyday as evil and hate
have taken by surprise
with combat on streets
Addiction that cannot be
bear as loses by
the oldest light who
have lost their fight for
now and withdrawn
nowhere to be found
scared and scattered as
the wait and hide for
the new and stronger
leaders being trained
in secret to be ready soon
at a future date a child
born in chaos from one
that has no soul given by
another whose soul is
a fearless fighter yet
his heart that is broken
yet tender as a child
sent back from the gate
who heals himself and
others building
to bring them reinforcements
as hate and the forces of
those from under now walk
freely above with nobody
left to stop them they
spread even farther and further than before causing
death to more and more
it is coming closer to the
reality than you might
now realize as darkness
becomes night clear your hearts and minds open
yours be afraid be afraid be afraid fear it's coming fear the darkness behind the light.

Richard M Knittle Jr. ©
© A #Poets Journey

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