The Birds of Prey.

The Birds of Prey.
    _______

What are ye,
(to me)
but birds of prey?..
who's bones I
cast upon a field
of cold indignity?
(which bleeds more
by the day.)
_

I have not met
My Fathers Ghost..
nor heard A
Loving Mother
sing,..
or met That Fabled
Holy Host!
(who ignores our
Worldly Suffering.)
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The Light of Life
seems foreign
to those Shadow
Men, who seek
Mass Vengeance
with a Knife..
and view your
Kindness as
Pretend.

Pain Given, and
Pain received!
This Hell is
all they truly
Know!
(thus surely only
Pain and Hell
shall follow.)
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Within me
there is
Something
Hollow,..
a sense of
Virtue sorely
Gone..
but gladly
still my Heart
would  Borrow!
(the Love in
Others for the
Dawn.)
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What am I?,
but a Lonely
Whisper in
a voiceless
Room of
Listeners,
who forever
hear, yet do
not speak
against the
Shadows in
their head?

Another Bird
of Prey!
(upon The
Field of Living
Dead.)

J.Stephen.H