Saturday, April 14, 2018

the garden of demons


The garden of demons
The fake gold and lights
Blinded by the natural bloom
Of trees and flowers

The bright of jewels
Glistering in the night bloom
It makes the eyes turn greedy
It makes the mind ready

The garden of demons
The promises of many
It lures the gullible ones
Let them fall deep into the black hole

The cries can be heard
The generations have to pay
When the deeds of greed
It turns into a debt spiral

The garden of demons
The crooks will live by it
The temptations all around
There is no good in its place

The garden of demons
The 365 promises
It reminds me of a story
A square stone once has over 360 deities

It has come spook the mind
The glitter isn't gold or diamond
It is an illusion of a game of magic
It is to draw a dramatic interaction

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