Image credit: Noite Sinistra

Image credit: Noite Sinistra

We slice your veins
Your human remains
Your white dress textured
By dried blood stains
And from such pleasures
None would refrain
None would refrain

We bind your hands
With intricate plans
Down to your mind’s core
Our savagery spans
And through such terror
Delight expands
Delight expands

Oh little child
Once free and wild
We teach compliance
No mercy mild
And for our purpose
Uniquely styled
Uniquely styled

We feed on pain
Our needs explain
This ruthless beating
Again and again
And from such pleasures
None would refrain
None would refrain

(C) Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved

The picture that accompanied the prompt for my poem below (Floating Far Downstream) is the image used for this poem instead, and it inspired a quite different, but equally dark, thought process for me. This time not about the wars of men and country, but the wars of intimate cruelty, selfish indifference and the horror that is mind control technique.

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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9 Responses to Slice

  1. This is an excellent piece, very dark yet it speaks volumes about the reality for so many people. Great write.

  2. Perhaps the scariest word in the poem is ‘human.’

  3. feralc4t says:

    Nice dark poetry 🙂

  4. This is a beautiful piece of dark poem I have ever come across… Really! Amazing!

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