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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Howard Pyle

Silent Reign

Silence

How

It

Reigns

a Rain

of Pain

to Cut

Furrows

In

the Hardest

Heart

the Stain

Of

the Grave

Holding Us

a Part

Putrid Flesh

That

Will Never

Heat

With Love

Again

Coffin Wood

Is Now

your Bed

my Dear

&

my Words

I Fear

you

Will Never

Hear

Just

the EndLess

Wait

to Join

your Side

the Reply

To you

& I

Never Separate

#B27321

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https://api.theprose.com/post/180177/silent-reign

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Hans Leu the Elder

Pay Back

I First Heard of Him

When He Came Before the Ethics Committee.

During the Trial of Edwin Mercer

Head of the Obama Corp,

For Crimes Against Humanity.

For the Genetic Testing & Research

He Had Conducted On Inmates

of Both Mental Health Facilities & Prisons

or Any One Else He Pleased

Like the Murder & Detainment

of Any One Who Got In His Way;

Families, Lawyers, Judges

He Killed Them All.

I Will Never Forget

How That Nondescript Man

Walked Down That Aisle

& Demanded

In a Booming Voice

I Claim the Oldest Law of Them All,

I Claim the Right of An Eye For An Eye,

Just As This Man Murdered So Many

He Shall Die

Not Coddled In a Cage

but Right Now

Like the Dog He Is.

I am

Pay Back

& Then

the Screaming Began

As the Bones Were Broken

From His Toes On Up

Till Just a Gurgling,

Mewing, Mess Was Left

& Then Just a Stain.

I Would Learn Later

He Was a Master of Disguise

As Well As

His Own Bodies Matter,

He Could Absorb Any Force Directed At Him

Then UnLeash It How & When He Chose.

Abilities Given to Him by the Very Corporation

of the Man He Had Just Killed.

He Was Test Subject

#B27321

 & Now He Was a God

Now you Couldn’t Crack His Skin

or Poison His Wine

Now you Can’t Kill Him

He Just Won’t Die

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Speculum Virginum

Speculum Virginum

Temptation
Tempted to Eat the Gun
Every Day
That I a Wake
To the Slum
That Is my Life
To End
That Which
Should
Never
Of Begun
A Mistake
That Makes
me Regret
Who I am
Born to Be
Cast a Side
Left to Die
But I Did Not
Nor
the Many Times
I Threw my Life On the Line
to See
If In Side
Was Real or Fake
I Struggled On
Dreaming Of Steel
to End my Twisted Fate
Wait you Say
Before It Is Too Late
Surely It Is Just Testing
a Crucible
to Bake
a Better Man
That Has to Be the Plan
40 Years of Prison & Pain
of Loss & Never a Gain
& Only I to Blame
Puts That Lie to Shame
When the Entertainment Stops
& It’s Just me
& my
Hollow Hollow Heart
a Hole That I Can Not Stop
Nor Look a Way
From
the Empty Spot
That Captivates me
With What I am Not
my Biggest Sin
Thinking
the Singing Pen
Would Save me From my Plate
a Meal Hard to Swill
Full of Bitterness & Hate
Set In Verse
to Be Read
After
They Pull me From the Hearse
the Ink was Thin
Iron For the Win
to Blot a Way the Stain
That Was my Name
From the Book of Eternal Life
This 38 Will Be my Wife
Her Leaden Kiss
Wedded Bliss
& a Sweet Here After
So you Say
What a Play
If Only a Helping Hand Was Offered
#B27321

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Gustave Dore

Gustave Dore

As the
Sun
Rises
I Dream
of Days
When
Satisfaction
Could be
Gained
In the
Street
you
&

I
would Meet
Blood
would Flow
&

your
Head
would Roll
a Sorry
Treat
For the
Dogs
to Eat
&

me
On my
Merry
Way
With Out
a Stain
On the
Name
‪#‎B27321‬

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