Righteous Fathers

Through towers seized

Righteous fathers looked

As if protecting humanity,

Valiantly, their vanity shook

Yet, from bloodied egos

These lands lay at waste

Worlds are sinking

Their addictions 'a haste

 

Oppressed ghosts

Make fierce hosts

Raise that army of one

March on forth

 

Whether a sword

Or a pencil

Wars been raged

Lift a utensil

Author's Note

Enjoy the read, I appreciate any feedback.

Reviews

[poetdoug]

"Oppressed ghosts make fierce hosts." Thanks for this great insight writing my friend

[Anum Khan]

Likewise your other poems, you are great at forming imagery to convey the message. I love that this one has an empowering moral at the end. A call to action in the last two verses.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A perfectly compsed piece that reads very well.

[Pollai]

Thank you Thomas :)

[Mike Emil]

yeah!
go to war with pen and sword
only use utensils in kohlrabi theater time
HAI!!!

[Rahul]

Nicely penned...

[Pollai]

Thank you :)

[SyberRose]

Nicely done...Enjoyed your words...Rose

[Baby Ricochet]

love the third stanza. Great job