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Michael Marchese

By Michael Brandon MarchesePublished 6 years ago 1 min read

I will bathe you in rivers of blood

'Till you see

There is no revolution

Without some of me

Not a page in this history book

Could be turned

Nor its secret society's

Shadows be burned

Without my procreation's

Next unheeded seed

Without my ravenous

Dark desire to breed

To be freed from the civilized man's

Inner-peace

To be summoned from depths

Of his inner-most beast

And set loose upon

Innocent flesh to devour

To sever and rend and smite down

To seize power

Is yours simply if

You succumb to my will

Let me show you

How easy

It can be

To kill

surreal poetry

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    Written by Michael Brandon Marchese