A Cry For Mercy

The stench of the bodies lays as the master walked ahead, screaming death!

Trying to build bridges with his words into unexplored regions…

Loving himself enough to walk the path of destruction,

Propagating his big lies, confident, they wouldn’t be questioned!

When the time was difficult when adversaries came,

He united the attention of those who trusted him,

And caused so much catastrophe that even today,

Generations later,

We all remember him!

For the scars caused to humanity,

Believing it was weak to be human,

And that he is protected for his heinous act by God!

So much destruction, so much methodical chaos!

He gave us a history to fall back upon,

In times of personal despair when we are urged to succumb,

To circumstances and bureaucracy and hierarchy,

To instead survive…

Because all those tortured have definitely seen more darkness,

Then what we can ever see in our lifetime!

Hopefully!