TERRITORY

© RYAN GUILEY

A dream surrounds my eyes,

Never an intention to harm a soul,

A future event will soon be realized,

Just a guide, to let them know.

 

Barricading the open shelter,

Trespassing against survival,

Their time approaches here,

As they battle to their own rival.

 

A block is our first height,

Humanity should never be infringed,

No law gives them the right,

As the day will break the hinge.

 

They foster on their own beliefs,

With greed in their toxic minds,

As they shall not be dislodge from relief,

 Being garnished to extremes lines.

 

Moral sanctions have been violated,

As a curfew will be on their watch,

An agency that will no longer be dilated,

 To their eager actions will be botch.

 

No army or platoon can disbar justice,

Many actions have magnified treason,

As the day will come to bring a mist,

As, nothing will be left said undone.

 

A dark cloud will spray into their eyes,

As no weapon will guard their fortress,

Until it will be too late to realize,

As their territory will soon press.

 

She stands beneath the gatekeeper,

As a message has been delivered,

As only love not hate stands deeper,

As their souls will soon shiver.