by Adrian Calhoun
With each blow of the hammer my anger is released,
I drive that hatred from their bodies as this spike splinters their skulls.
The wrath I bring has them all cowering in the shadows
cause they are blinded by the righteousness.
Darkness has consumed this soul,
where once light radiated from these eyes,
only vengeance and emptiness.
Posted on 07/25/2019
Copyright © 2019 Adrian Calhoun
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/07/19 at 02:55 PM|
Strong stuff here, visually very dark. The second line alliterations really hit the reader. This is short, pointed, and deadly. Yikes! Very effective.