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[bodytext] => Waiting Specter Long hast I waited Lonely in the cold shadows of windswept time Lingering patiently, ever watchful of the gray twilight where sunsets of empires give bloody and painful birth to rising history Always has it been me Reaching forth from my treasured darkness to inflict cruel destiny on kings wicked enough to partake in her horrors For such are the beasts who have scribed your most terrible pages of history It was I Four thousand years past who fouled the minds of ancient pharaohs Enticing them from their sanity with golden deceptions of their own godhood And I who made stony the heart of Ramses the Fool driving his arrogance to defy the God of his slaves until lost in the madness I inspired did he stand lonely and weak by the sea mocked from afar by his lost slaves while between them on the cold waters of defeat floated the corpses of his dead army My echoed whispers in Nero’s cruel mind put torches to great Rome and within the amphitheatres bloodied walls drove deep the fangs of savage beasts into prayerful Christian throats as in centuries not yet dawned would I drive barbarian fangs deep into the corrupt throats of wailing Romans To serve my entertainment have I cast forth across sleeping Asia the hungry shadow of the Mongol Hordes I’ve raised high and threw low the great kingdoms of Europe And for the enticing scent of an empire in flames for the pleasing sounds of a mothers lamentations over her child’s body shall I forever continue to torment thy race And so I bid thee of that great western empire to bear caution For as Rome fell…. as the barbarians aged… and as the Mongols withered so hast thine own time now come And as I have corrupted and made evil the hearts of all the great rulers so have I now done so with your own But as thy power and arrogance be ever greater than all empires before thee so shall the ensuing apocalypse be equally great For though many curse thy name so do they live under thy protection As they revile thy merchants so do they enrich themselves by your commerce And as they condemn thy greed so do their starving masses accept thy charity And so shall it be that crumbling into the dust of thy great empire shall follow all civilizations which have made dependence on you which have been built on thy charity and have lived in your protection And thus shall my long wait be ended For with thy fall shall I revel for the next thousand years in the greatest and the darkest of all ages http://www.artvilla.com/madgerman/index.htm [comments] => 0 [counter] => 486 [topic] => 41 [informant] => madgerman [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => political )
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