False Prophet

Samz Ota
Samz Ota
Aug 27, 2017 · 1 min read

Closing doors on a broken dream
Hiding behind the Almighty
Deception wearing a Crown
And children weep and scream

In a castle built on lies
The souls are left to drown
And the pious rules supreme

Armed with the voice of god
When god is not around!
To reveal the wicked scheme

He marches to cleanse the world
Fires to cleanse the town
And blood to clear the stream

An army of broken promises
In a field of Red and Brown
And tears to stink the steam

Every glance has a plan
Every smile hides a frown
In all the pages, it’s a theme

Poets Unlimited

Six Years of poetry-only publishing, PoetsUnlimited was a diverse, engaging and authentic poetry magazine. For most of that time a daily publication, it was always diverse and original, and free-to-read by all.

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Samz Ota

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Samz Ota

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Poets Unlimited

Six Years of poetry-only publishing, PoetsUnlimited was a diverse, engaging and authentic poetry magazine. For most of that time a daily publication, it was always diverse and original, and free-to-read by all.

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