18+ He stands against all that he feels, all those unlike him, all those of fate and faith |
-In This Kingdom- by Keaton Foster In this kingdom Sanity turned semblance Recognition via wickedness Stands an obligatory being Shrouded in his blackness He, a true warrior Of absolute sadness Holds life In one hand And his other He grips death Above his head Circles those released Down at his feet Rot those deceased Many Have been placed By him and his ways Such sins His Are like immovable stones That he at some point Must find a way to carry He will have no choice Not a one The weight Will be crushing So should it be Thus Becoming the crux Of further suffering He knows nothing Of what to do His fate has been sealed Dealt long before now Christened by God above As what is so wrong With the most Human of beings In between is his place His universe of truth In a kingdom of lies He has built Everything seen He has dismantled Anything believed He The man of such concern Is very much alone With no other Since the day of his creation Since the day of his birth Fate is capable of great cruelty Emotionally he is wrecked He cannot bring himself to dare He will risk nothing Because that’s all that he owns All that to him belongs There is no love There is no life There is nothing As he himself defines it In this kingdom Nothing Matches his wisdom Nothing Challenges his madness In this wilderness He is free to do And act as he sees fit There are no rules Just brutal truths Brought on By his actions Or lack thereof His skin Palish blue His eyes Dark Right on through His heart Colder still His mind Wickedly obtuse As he lives He does what he can He wants his life To have been meant He wants meaning More than any reason He once asked God Define thy purpose There was no answer So he alone Took things in his own hands He shattered his destiny Or so he believes All the while Betraying his faith He became a deity Unto himself He wielded his weapons Killing those Of a different perspective He took what they loved And replaced it With one they feared He taught them to obey Through terror and violence And when they stood up He mowed them down When they challenged his will He made them pay hell He beat them to death With his brutal hands With his heavy heart And overburdened mind In this kingdom The only way to manage Is to become lesser the victim And more of the victimizer He knows that well But such knowledge He has refused to share With those he calls “them” The ones who won’t listen The ones that as he sees it Are sadly mistaken In this kingdom He is his own God Well sort of… In This Kingdom Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2015. |