
The Unseen
a deity of force
who mortals fear
and offer remorse
a priest spoke his word
Felt his call
Walked his hall
Trinity
a coven of envy
who demand worship
from the mortal frenzy
they control the Unseen
made their rules
stoked the fuel
So it went
Unseen gave Trinity
wealth and riches
The priest they did torment
threw him to the jackals
manipulations
insinuations
Deities
recognize faithful
while remembering
the brazenly hateful
Unseen withdrew blessings
cursed their name
squelched their fame
Now they weep
for the return of glory
A deified muse
to tap for a story
he remains elusive
out of sight
fueling blight
Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay
Chilling. Nice to be here.
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Thank you very much and welcome. I hope you enjoy yourself.
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A worthy post! Each stanza has a story to narrate. It felt as if someone was recalling the chilling events from History book. Good work mate 🙂
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Absolutely
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Thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment. I appreciate it so much.
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