The Scorned Ones


Silence sweeps through the restless night
Soon the sun shall rise, and with it all its might
Beneath the sun, and the pulsating light
Lies a realm without a cloud
The people are friendly, cheerful and never doubt
Born, raised and deceased without a malicious thought
Long lived happiness and peace, is what they sought
Little did they know, what nightfall had brought

They gathered in silence, gazing at the slumbering town
Swords raised in unison – as they came crashing down
Fear and horror spread like fire, feeding their souls
With every murder, tearing up a bottomless hole
Excitedly they hissed and laughed as the town fell
The unique red of blood, poisoning the city’s well
A torch is lit, the conquerors did not dwell
The sparkling sound of dry wood burning
Entraps their sleeping prey, thousands of children –
never again saw the light of day

In the nearby meadow lies a cradle, covering a baby boy
Hidden in his layered blanket – one finds a note
The mother wrote but one word: “Hope”.

©Alexander Berg Mattsson, 2012

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15 thoughts on “The Scorned Ones

  1. Vampire Weather says:

    “They gathered in silence, gazing at the slumbering town
    Swords raised in unison – as they came crashing down
    Fear and horror spread like fire, feeding their souls
    With every murder, tearing up a bottomless hole”

    Your riveting descriptions bring life to the words so wonderfully. Magnificent work!

      1. thepoeticgoblin says:

        I should have figured, but in mere numbers it has decreased from the dark ages. But, obviously the holocaust (among others) may be the very worst genocide ever. The human race can be so evil

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