“ A Perfidious Ruse ” ~ waiting for peace ~

I wait for peace

Despite discord,

Eager to reach

Warless afford,

A pact to cease

The overboard,

Of man’s fixate

In a greed state,

While anxious

In fear I await,

The price to pay

For callous ear,

Ignored of way

To render clear,

We left behind

Chances galore,

Of unused time

To amend score,

Waiting for peace

To accentuate life,

In lieu of wanton abuse

And man’s warring rife,

He plays peace as a perfidious ruse!

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“ A Pact ” ~ with Lady Death ~

I made a pact

With Lady Death,

When I do reach

For a last breath, 

To keep at bay

Her Beelzebub,

And intercede

Till my choice deed

For carcass dear,

Finds where reside

Without he interfere…

 

Hence to decide

For up above,

Tho I am told

It’s rather cold,

I preclude not

The down below

Where it be hot,

Say cursed souls

Held sinful lot,                     

So I’ve been told

Thru pact I bade,        

With Lady Death!