The Emperor of Pandemia

Devoid of heart and conscience Blathers on the fustian fool Preaching to ignore the rain While drowning masses mewl Fed by grudge and cruelty Never sated, never full His appetite, like bloodlust, Breeds an ever-frothing drool This monster made of tinsel Dim of wits and dead of soul Befouls our purest breezes Renders sick our healthy whole He pities not the beggared Comforts not the aching corps Instead, as if a virus, He cares less while lusting more. ~~Kenn [...]

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