Indignation

By: Harjay Felosopo

Close those sharp mouths that intrude the windows of my soul,

That spoil my life with your vicious deadly poisons,
Curse their destinies until those were plundered,
In the booty land that maggots and vultures might be lingered.

Thunders must roar and lightnings should flash,

To your vexing poetic arts were put in the hell's lash,
Burn those things until those were completely melt,
And torment your soul in hell's raging flames.

Fervent burning eyes are thirst to kill,

That your flesh and blood will serve as the vulture's meal,
In this Inglorious thing like an insane war provoked,
Willing to pierce your heart to feel the pain of my illicit evoke.

Don't attract the angel of my incarnation,

Like a magnet that begins your damnation.
Kings will obscene you like their most battered slaves,
For your body will be my ravish heap that ought to be salvaged!