Without a Cure, a Fantasy poem | SparkaTale

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Without a Cure

By: Navara-Desen Ikakkunatsa

Created: April 27, 2014 | Updated: April 27, 2014

Genre : Fantasy

Language : English

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Enslavement

Entanglement

A pompous slur of emotions within

 

Glowing chains

Suffocating grips

Convulsing the furious rage through

 

Blackened light

Broken shadows

Shrouding the needless merit and hope

 

There’s a lesson to be learned

Through those mindless words

Anger is the fruitful poison

While tranquility is the antidote

 

You know…

We have all heard the story

Of the poison with no antidote

Thus everyone who takes it dies

Even those whom give it

 

Well…

This one has a solution

But no one has ever reached it

No one even knows it

 

Therefore…

It’s a weapon worth a thousand actions

A murder leaving no blood

 

So silence becomes a weapon

Noise is the shield

Anger, the gun

And the person well…

It’s the cure

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