The Fruit of Madness

The fruit of Madness.
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My Love is not the
Fruit of Fools,...
nor does it bear any
genuine Wisdom;..
or occur by Choice,...
it is the impatience of
a petulant child
angry at the World.
(for ignoring His Voice.)

A Hungry Animal
in A Cage;...
chewing off its own leg,
while deluded by the
false belief  it's
loss brings Freedom
from restraint.

This is My Curse;...
Realizing what I want,
yet remaining incapable
of finding content in knowing
I had Everything Needed;...

A verbal Fist smashing into
the face of an Angel;
revealing Cruel Smiles,
and wretched Laughter,
as Dark Dogs
revel in the presence
of Crimson Tears!

(and relish the stench
of Mortal Fear.)

This is My LOVE;...
and My LOVE is the
FRUIT of MADNESS....
(which even the maddest
will not Admit to.)

J.Stephen.H