Griffin's Poetry Page 1

perched upon the gates of hell
hawk eyes and toothy grin
gold claws and iron wings
something vicious now stares back

lifted up above the gates
took flight on burning air
cried like a dying child
in venomous stance it drove

plunging deep at fellow speed
directed at your heart
shimmering claws that enter skin
rending mercilessly
at your chest

Reality’s changing
rearranging as I speak
spreading cries in the night
leaving children out to die
spitting words of discouragement
burns my eyes while I sleep
pull the trigger to relieve
all the worthless dreams and thoughts
to remember what once was
all but fading from the past
now I lay my head to rest
in a coffin at its best
still reality’s changing
rearranging as I speak

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