Deep Frequency Chime

Tyrants run the mother's
Backed by dark 
Harbinger propaganda

Invading minds with
Thousand tongue lashings
Of sevenfold beleaguer
Subduing the weak
Gentle silhouettes 

Woebegone temples
Their only remnants
Imbued with love
Protected only
By miracles
Against the dawn
As karma's teardrops
Fall like rain

They shall prevail
For the besiege
Grows thin
And as the sun rises
Behind the gentle silhouettes
They become opulent tenants

Easily subdued
No more
Yet still the unresting battle
Rages on
To a monstrance clock's
Deep frequency chime
Of what is and
What should never be

Β©James Dennis Casey IV

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