Original DDE™ surreal art: “Evil Incarnate” by: rob kistner © 11/29/24
When the most diabolical
believe they have risen above
the blood, the shit, the afterbirth
of their human origin
when in their reflection
they see perverse transcendence
towards entitlement
in which no allegiance
or kinship of nature
binds them to their center
nor founds them in the
fevered fumbling fury
of the frightened flesh parade
in which they lock step
flailing for survival
when their insanity of arrogance
so distorts their vision of history
of time
of the ancient
of the sweating
bone-broken reality
of human swill and wallow
through which they likewise trudge
shiny shoes or no
when they blatantly begin
to eat their own
while copulating with false gods
on forsaken gilded altars
of greed
of megalomania
of perjured horrors
then the hour of the beast
is certainly at hand
and the terror of the dragon nature
will rise up
in unbridled evil
attempting to impose
to dominate
if we do not slay this dragon
we will all become
the hulking mass
of the apocalypse
deserving to be struck down
and our fool’s hearts
torn out and severed
by the self-inflicted rapier
of raw ignorance
of lethal indifference
and our empty husks
immolated
on the pyre of gullibility
in the flames of banished
abandoned truth
and cowardice
the decision turns
the direction is poised
that moment is here
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rob kistner © 2024
Poetry at: dVerse
Thank you for the blast of Joni this cold, wet Wednesday morning, Rob, and for a dragon poem to get the blood pumping. I think humans are more diabolical than dragons. The phrase ‘sweating bone-broken reality of human swill and wallow’ is so evocative.
You are most welcome Kim, and thank you for your always kind words… 🙂
I teally didn’t expect to finf so much gore in one poem. Your dragon really needs to go
Much. Love
Unfortunately, we just stupidly voted him back into office.
I fear that we all have a piece of that dragon inside… to slay it we need to carve pieces of ourselves and put on the pyre.
Astute realization Björn. We all contribute in some way to the dragons we allow to rise, whether actively or passively. Guilt is like water my friend — it spreads around until it finds its moral level. The more morally low-down an individual is, the more guilt they collect.
A prophetic verse for sure, Rob.
Thank you Dwight… 🙂
HI Rob, an extraordinary and powerful poem. You certainly made your point well. Congratulations.
Thank you Robbie… 🙂
An apocalyptic terror may indeed be upon us, thanks to that
“the pyre of gullibility
in the flames of banished
abandoned truth ….” I couldn’t agree more.
So sad and inconceivable. 😐
hoping we do not become empty husks over the next few years.. but definitely have been inflicted by “raw ignorance and lethal indifference”…
I support your hope Vidya… 🙂