Unfurled Spines

Whether by chaos, corruption, or greed These glorious ventures (Indentured to history) Peddled existence collected with interest Will poison the minds of these unfurled spines Born in the image of ignorance and fear Poetic projections achieving ascension With fallible freedoms and ruinous wisdom We mask our repugnance with fragrance of progress and reason The blood of fools will flow From gaping wounds of old Into the hearts of man Blood of fools will flow With lions strength from lupine breast Another suitor rises to contest Where brothers lie in shallow graves From east to west, embattled and enslaved What world will remain to behold? When all of our eyes have been closed So narrow the passage of time Unyielding the witness' eye Alas, withdrawn Shackles shaken but not gone Release but not reward A thousand years of darkness to endure