Rising Sun, Raging Sea, The Demons In Me

The Empty Well The Truth Tells

The burn of the rising sun, the conquered blood flowing free

with the beating drums of death singing before the raging sea.

A cool sting of mist diminish the warmth before the coming light 

screams my demons wont miss this terror that’s coming tonight.

The steam of rage provoked because of the lies from the lips of fools

tears in a mother’s eyes explaining to her hungry child there is no food. 

Who will hear the call before the pending fall of those enslaved not freed

the cruel hearts born of wicked minds watching chanting let them bleed. 

Whipping wind whispering in the background before the call for men to heel

oh vengeance is mine say the lord still not sure of who’s blood will be spilled.

Published by Sandymancan

I'm a father, friend, and a family man, I believe in right and wrong, I understand the value of standing on your own. I have an iron will with a poet's heart, a belief in God is where it starts.

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