Blood Hate Reaps Damnation Souls

thermal imaging night vision fog soups
violently blinking are blind ghost eyes
lost human souls drift isolation herds

who hate dark flayed carcass flesh?
who whipped crushed love emotions?
who thorn wove their bitter crowns?

who pinned hopes pierced hearts?
who mad shredded empathy compassions?
who torn sacred symmetry spun souls?

pitch black dark weep landscapes
stand blind herd ghost lost souls
none can see into another's eyes

blood rain drips from bitter hands
hate crimes were life bitter deeds
blood hate reaps damnation crop souls

poem by Terence George Craddock
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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