My fellow Friends
Once again my fellow friends,
We go down the darkest of path,
Neither the light of day nor the glow of the moon to be seen,
I brandished my sharpen sword,
Slashing, Lunging, Piercing , Slaughtering all those who stands in my way,
NO I will not cover, NO I will not Sheath, NO I will not relent,
NO I will not be defeated,
It's been a long time since the blade has its holder - as it is continously drawn,
To make a Path,
To draw a line,
To combat the unseen,
To destroy the seen,
To annihilate the hatred,
AND to dispose of the abhored.
Once again my fellow friend,
See my shining blade that flows through the air as loftly as an autumn leave in the wind,
As loud as thunder in the monsoon lagoons,
Experience Fear, Experience Shock, Experience Awe , Experience Hopelessness,
Experience Condemnation.
Alas my fellow friend,
When will this nightmare end? Or is it just a dream? Or is it just reality?
One thing I do know to be true - is that among all the lies and deceits -
the Blade will never Lie
Cold and Sharp it never fails
Now hear this for all those who takes pleasures in suffering ,
For all those who ponders life of others as a game - as entertaintment,
The ugly head of Retribution and Revenge will one day look your way,
And when that happen - Vengeance will be mine.
Yes my fellow friends - when that happens - no amount of Hope, Charity and Faith can save you.
Ahh Yes My Fellow Friends.
~Another Contemporary poem by Daryan Toh - June 20th 2011 -
Once again my fellow friends,
We go down the darkest of path,
Neither the light of day nor the glow of the moon to be seen,
I brandished my sharpen sword,
Slashing, Lunging, Piercing , Slaughtering all those who stands in my way,
NO I will not cover, NO I will not Sheath, NO I will not relent,
NO I will not be defeated,
It's been a long time since the blade has its holder - as it is continously drawn,
To make a Path,
To draw a line,
To combat the unseen,
To destroy the seen,
To annihilate the hatred,
AND to dispose of the abhored.
Once again my fellow friend,
See my shining blade that flows through the air as loftly as an autumn leave in the wind,
As loud as thunder in the monsoon lagoons,
Experience Fear, Experience Shock, Experience Awe , Experience Hopelessness,
Experience Condemnation.
Alas my fellow friend,
When will this nightmare end? Or is it just a dream? Or is it just reality?
One thing I do know to be true - is that among all the lies and deceits -
the Blade will never Lie
Cold and Sharp it never fails
Now hear this for all those who takes pleasures in suffering ,
For all those who ponders life of others as a game - as entertaintment,
The ugly head of Retribution and Revenge will one day look your way,
And when that happen - Vengeance will be mine.
Yes my fellow friends - when that happens - no amount of Hope, Charity and Faith can save you.
Ahh Yes My Fellow Friends.
~Another Contemporary poem by Daryan Toh - June 20th 2011 -