Kintsugi Poets Society BlogHop - Day 5: Who's Your Master?

Broken memories. Twisted dreams.

Shattered hopes. Tortured screams.

These elements have given birth to a new society of dark poetry…

KINTSUGI POETS SOCIETY

Turning dark cracks & broken fragments into golden seams of poetry

So come join us…

In the darkness…

If you dare.

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Once again we are here in darkness, as the Kintsugi Poets Society continues this Grand Launch Bloghop of Dark Poetry – 21^st July to 28^th July, where we, Kintsugi members, will be posting dark poetry on our blogs and the Kintsugi Poets site. 

And once more, I reveal some of the darkness that is to come in the form of the musical story/album The Calling, the back-story to my supernatural horror/thriller novel The Dark Horde. In The Calling, Henry Wilcox records his final words that not only tell of his past but of the things to come... The return of unstoppable things of ancient evil that are beyond our comprehension. Things he calls "The Dark Horde".

What follows are their words: 

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PUPPET

Your puppet strings I pull like reins

I suck the life that flows through your veins

I poison your mind with confusion and hate

Ever-present, I alone control your fate

Open your eyes and see that I am master

Running from me will only bring you faster

With lies, I drug you, deceive you and taunt you

You’ll not find truth for only I know what is true

You think you know me, when you don't even know yourself

You try to hide from me behind your science, religion and wealth

Yet these are my weapons, and mine alone to deploy

Using hate of race, hate of place, hate of face, I only destroy

For at the end of it all, at a time you will not see

 There will be nothing left, only death, only me!