Bruce Gorton
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Poem "Yay evil":
- written January 2012
- published January 26, 2012
- viewed 5 times
Other poems by Bruce Gorton:
»Deception«
»I like cats«
»In many places«
»Jaded politics«
»Killing honour«
»Questions for the religious left of America«
»Some silence«
»Song of famous men ("Do you hear the people sing" song parody)«
»The Polokwane politician«
»There is no God«
»Unity in division«
Visit Bruce Gorton's profile page
Poem "Yay evil":
- written January 2012
- published January 26, 2012
- viewed 5 times
Other poems by Bruce Gorton:
»Questions for the religious left of America«
»Some silence«
»Yay evil«
by Bruce Gorton
I am on the side of evil, and here I tell you why
I stand for anger, hate and rage I justify
For these set the fires that melt the slavers chains
And in greed for freedom, humanity reclaims
I stand against the order, of old and broken morals
That direct harm for some master's quarrels
Alone I will stand wicked tongue behind my smile
And see the worth in what other men revile
In my words I wage a war against the greater good
None have yet defined virtue to be understood
And with violence in my heart, peace in my words
I set out to be the wolf that divides the herds
I eat the apple and find the power I strive to clasp
To corrupt the minds that in ignorance gasp
And the knowledge forbidden I will forever seek
Make rubble prisons once strong now weak
I will fight for your every wicked word or thought
Because that is how my freedom is bought
And I will do this is all even if far from necessary
All my justification is only an accessory
I stand for anger, hate and rage I justify
For these set the fires that melt the slavers chains
And in greed for freedom, humanity reclaims
I stand against the order, of old and broken morals
That direct harm for some master's quarrels
Alone I will stand wicked tongue behind my smile
And see the worth in what other men revile
In my words I wage a war against the greater good
None have yet defined virtue to be understood
And with violence in my heart, peace in my words
I set out to be the wolf that divides the herds
I eat the apple and find the power I strive to clasp
To corrupt the minds that in ignorance gasp
And the knowledge forbidden I will forever seek
Make rubble prisons once strong now weak
I will fight for your every wicked word or thought
Because that is how my freedom is bought
And I will do this is all even if far from necessary
All my justification is only an accessory
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