by H. Tsory
Flashlight pierces the night looking for those who would pull apart the light
Milky eyes beaming out rays with options limited footsteps shuffle away
Yes the hunters are coming for any who’d dare upset the balance
Of the world-spinning hand for the devil made chaos and chaos made man.
Searchlights probe the night seeking to divide the wicked from the right
Or is it just a mirage that flickers in the heat everyone a piece of the same collage
What this world needs thought Nature to herself is a touch of pandemonium
Who will be the one to take control, harness chaos and liberate their soul?
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