“Spirits Rise!” – Poetry

New poem for the season – and the times. Enjoy!

The Whiteraven Net

Spirits rise! But of what kind?

A door once opened might never be closed

Spirits rise! But of what kind?

Those who self-rule carry no shield

Spirits rise! But of what kind?

The naive consider themselves mighty and bold

Spirits rise! But of what kind?

How many can discern Heaven from Hell?

Spirits rise! But of what kind?

The deceived seek wisdom within the spider’s mansion

Spirits rise! But of what kind?

Their children amuse themselves with live grenades

Spirits rise! But of what kind?

When offered truth, they shoot darts of poison

Spirits rise! But of what kind?

So they must lay on the bed that they made.

How good can those specters be? How much light can they bring

If those who follow have abandoned mankind?

If darkness is welcomed and rewarded as virtue

And curses are embraced as affection?

How twisted the spiritual mind has become!

How…

View original post 44 more words

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑

Create your website at WordPress.com
Get started
%d bloggers like this: