((6) The Elite Of The Pure

To the chosen,
Those of evil stare,
Who spread weeds,
And administer venom,
Those who hide the keys,
And water misery,
Who cut grass
Before it grows,
Dark hate reapers,
Those who trace talent
To wipe out its footsteps,
Winners in the rat race,
adapted survivors
who establish beaten tracks,
those who hide their truth
in the fear they inspire,
always getting rot,
to you, scum.

by Luis Gil de la Puente

Comments (8)

Who cut grass Before it grows, Dark hate reapers, Those who trace talent To wipe out its footsteps, there is so much of power in your poem.. there are facts and truths and there is so much natural anger too born from the truth....... thank you. dear poet. tony
And water misery. Nice poem.
those who hide their truth in the fear they inspire, always getting rot, to you, scum i will use your words to take revenge, thanks it is exactly what some people really deserve. wooow, i am happy now.10+++
this is amazing i absolutely love it! ! ! ! i stumbled on to a movie called zeitgeist and ths is a perfect epitaph for the 'global elite' that it talks about. 10/10
Ammmmmazing and powerful indeed............10
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