My Master my Slave

My Master my Slave

9 December 2016

Courtesy Devadevil on


Crossing gates

Of purgatory

The lives held

In barbed wire

The breath through which we expire

Kindling a new fire



More than mere penance

My backbone

Marble stone

Holding through stormy weathers

Loss of my feathers


We carve path

In cloud-rimmed blue skies

Where dark creed

Count the spies

They gather around the lies

Their fear unending



The only option

Giving in

Cloaked and thin

The source errors wanton glitch

Correctional twitch



Elevator pitch

I quote Heart

Sing bloodlines

Of all from which we are rich

Before sunset switch


He calls me

My Master my Slave

As we pave

A New World

Building with all that was hurled

The oncoming Wave


Reading of the poem: 


The Inferno – Emma Shapplin

The Lovers – Emma Shapplin

Nothing Wrong – Emma Shapplin


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