Gnarled Lust <br />is a blackened tree <br />feasting on a murdered landscape; <br />having been watered by poisoned fertilizers <br />sprouted gray leaves <br />displaying a history of <br />driving Love's Bent; <br />but, more importantly, also a history of voracious greed, death, blood and atrocities, <br />its spread now reaches the dead vampire desire for immortality <br />by sucking red blood from prone victims <br />who crave <br />love, sex and death in swain's sucklings <br />fired of the desire to cheat death and live forever, <br />even at the cost of dead hand affections <br />and dark broodings <br />outside the light- <br />an ultimate narcissistic <br />confection <br />consumed <br />of poisoned drops; <br />of failed promises <br />illusioned drinkings <br />and bloody hands. <br /> <br />All there in history: <br />power mongers <br />mind killers <br />word demons <br />culture jailers <br />dead limp drug healers <br />all seeking to bury Faith alive <br />strangle Hope in its baby crib <br />all watered <br />under Lust's tree <br />and producing <br />millions of dead gray leaves <br />all embraced <br />reeking of the still warm blood <br />sucked from others. <br /> <br />All these in human history <br />seen marching <br />lashing the backs of slaves <br />of women, hapless men <br />of children; <br />an obsessed march <br />toward Lust's Dark Horizons <br />contorting history <br />while True Virtue <br />miraculously at History's Turning Point <br />ultimately showed its face <br />and started it's own march toward justice, mercy <br />and democracy <br />progress slow to be sure <br />but relentless <br />with these transfusions <br />now turning gray to green in some places, <br />and that battle <br />while not yet won <br />has been joined. <br />The lesson here my friend <br />then <br />is that there is a difference <br />between Good <br />and Evil.<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gnarled-lust/
