by H. Tsory

DestroyClocks art 3


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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