CAMELOT FANTASIES

Sacrificed your life for ours
Grew up with that soul purpose
Manicured and taught to spread love
Our Father God from up above
Blessed you as a vessel as you
Healed the deathly ill
Only to have your blood spill
Cat o nine tails
Tore into your skin
Your passion of pain
Tortured beyond recognition
Everyone's misguided disposition
Drawn in by the crowds in the guise
Peer group pressure to despise
Degradation of the nation
Beaten to a pulp
Swollen beyond identification
Throttled to an inch of death
To be paraded and degraded
For the theatrics and histrionics
Betrayal and abandonment
From everyone you called a friend
Your innocent blood
Poured out for the greater good
Your kindness and teachings
Into false preachings
Flogging with every strike
Misguided hatred spread as the skins wounds
Open out pouring of blood
Destroying your visages
You accepted everyone
From the poor to the prestigious
You bore no judgement
Accepted all ailments
Healed to relieve
Those to believe
In your Father God

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Much love and light

~Divine

Truth is stark
Many perplexed find it harsh
White lies are laced with dark
Burning embers settling to ash
Inappropriate words cut through
Like swords not heard
Blood pouring out imagination
Launching into a myriad jeremiad
Bank on the visualization
Intense introspection
Can lead to false discernment
Blah, Blah, Blah
Need to control unabashedly
Leads to verbal altercation
Not all comprehend your point of view
Everything old is new

~Divine

I love your penultimate poem.

That's very good but sad.

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Fractured beyond repair
Feeling forlorn with despair
Hopelessness eradicates happiness
Crepuscular thoughts destroy to luminous
Nebulous & hazy indeterminate thinking
Rationalizing your ambiguous mentions
We aren't communicating
It is our ultimate ending

~Divine

Watching from the shadows
Comfortable in the false sense of obscurity
Discovering all that was foretold is hollow
Disturbed propensity
Addictive personality
Need to imbibe alcoholic treats
Joined by opioids diverse feats
Helps null the brain
No not disdain
Stop feeling a halt on my senses
Observations and suspicions
Fake sense of comfort
Knowing my blood is flowing
Anger boiling
Been listening to the cacophonous
Loud bangs and soft whispers
Discombobulated in harmonious
Jarring incongruent sentences
Claiming concern only to see
Indifference

False sense of warped security
Blatant disregard of compatibility
Disturbed sense of sensibility
Skewed alien ability
To **** lie