Fury

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It is folly to assume
A pure heart humming gentle tunes
Cannot embrace darkness
’tis a mistake to confuse
Kindness with weakness
Should my anger be roused
I will strike terror into the very fibers of your being
Feed ravenously on your tears
Before
Making you feel the full measure of my wrath
My hand shall not tremble
My resolve will not crumble
With the stars in my arsenal
The stormy skies at my disposal
I shall smite
The cowards
With Thor’s mighty hammer
And the strength of my ancestors
Guiding my hand
Deliver
Murderous blows—
Underneath the gaze of statues made of stone—
Set your remains on fire
Watch them burn
Inhale the smoke
Coming off the charred bones
Lips stained scarlet
The taste of blood in my mouth
I’ll spread dread
A plague of despair
Devastation on such a scale
Even vultures will flee
The desolate fields
Visited by my fury
Future generations
Might try
To sow a million seeds
That will die in a ground henceforth sterile
Nothing shall ever grow
Because let it be known
I shall always be victorious
And reign above the ruins of my enemies

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64 thoughts on “Fury

      1. Ah, amazing! See? You manage to inject magic into everything! Even being sprawled on the floor in quite an undignified manner (if you don’t mind me saying) hahaha!

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  1. I have seen many storms in my life. Most storms have caught me by surprise, so I had to learn very quickly to look further and understand that I am not capable of controlling the weather, to exercise the art of patience and to respect the fury of nature. ~ Paulo Coelho

    The fury of a warrior and the fury of the light. Excellent poetic voice. 🙂

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  2. Wow…inhaling the charred bones of the recently-vanquished with their blood still staining your lips…remind me never to piss you off!
    “Hell hath no fury”, indeed! Beautiful, aggressive and potent. One hell of a warning!

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  3. The balance between fury and sense is a fine line, most don’t achieve. You know it well and succeed always in understanding that link and even in anger, making a righteous sense that we can all tap into and relate to. That’s because you know how to write about real things and you’re honest about them, you put yourself out there and you’re not a faker who writes out of their ass but from your heart. You may be the strongest person I know because you dare to feel even as you know what the consequence is. Most are cowards and long stopped feeling. To know the risk and do it anyway, that makes you some kind of wonderful.

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