The teacher, the mentor...
the last of his breed,
imparting his knowledge
to the children in need.

The knowledge of ages
in the palms of his hands.
To open minded youth,
imparts wisdom as he can.

A world long ago
by man's own hand destroyed.
Greed, ignorance and indifference
left the landscape a void.

The children...the future,
the world's only hope...
finding the secrets
and learning to cope.
Linda2001©

Slowly, aprroaching, with trembling hands,
We see the troll of a darkened land
Pearched there upon his precious throne
Amazing to watch, though never alone.

Greed they say, is his middle name.
Especially for the children, he seems to claim
Small are those who have no treasures
Beauty beholds amounts he can measure

Looking beyond his darkened cloak
The scent was that, of an astonishing smoke
Signaling trouble close around
There we saw a crack in the ground
The wails of children, so frightening and loud
As the fury smoke rose to the clouds
They were the one's who couldn't stand
All they had given, even that which was grand

The wicked gleam within his eyes
Told us all he was nothing but lies
So are we to trust and give all, to get to the other side?
Or live with only our visions alone to guide?
Princess_LoveStar©

He gathered them unto him
 all Cultures, and all Kinds
They were the Mother's children
and each had special minds
He offered to them knowledge
all the riches, all the power
He offered them the city
where they could be within the hour
The youngest turned her back
when she felt her Mother quiver
And the ground began to crack
with a shudder and a shiver
The other child then turned away
with a blank, autistic stare
As his Mother continued to release
her hot and steamy air
The man who sat upon his throne
tempted the youth with his tale
He spoke of a stairway to heaven
without any gates to hell
The older children protectively stood
as their Mother opened her maw
Her steamy, hot breath invited the man
to Lie within nature's law
With a gentle care, she parted them from him
as she shook his mighty throne
Rattled and rolled him unto her heart
then buried him beneathe the stone
The children silently turned away
and returned to the Home of the Free
Where life is simple and life is quiet
unlike the wars of the city
And they felt their Mother's watchful eyes
and her heart beat beneath their feet
Without a word, they knew her love
would always be complete
emmarie©

Do you know just who I am
do you know my name
for I am the king of greed
do you know from where I came

From the back of your mind I rush
when you see the color green
and if you've ever felt tempted
then you know just what I mean.

I want to help you have it all
take anything that shows any worth
it doesn't matter to whom it belongs
only whose desire for greed is worse.

There's no reason why we can't take
all things in this world that we see
unless your conscience bothers you
the way it doesn't bother me.

Having it all may not be the answer
to everything in your life
but if you would only try a sample
then you'd know that I'm Mr. Right.

You wonder why I am so kind
with all that I do for you
well I am the king of greed
and I want to own you too.
dawg_isblue ©

You weave your tale most cunning,
Full of lie's and trickery.
Greed is your name, deception your game,
You are no mystery.

You prey on the unsuspecting,
Purveyor of soul's won and lost.
False promises you sell, their fears to quell
You must win no matter the cost.

Before your throne stand wide eyed children
Owning nothing but their names.
You will lure them in, corruption your sin,
In your presence no hope remains.

You cannot exist in this land where truth,
honor, and goodwill still prevail.
We will shred your schemes, reinstill hopes and dreams,
And upon your demise regale.
Trev25©

Rivers of fire
Splitting the earth
On one side leaving the children
Alone to fend for themselves
In this cruel harsh world
Blank stares and looks of despair
Are all that now exist there
The smiles and tears of joy
Fading into the darkness
As the river of fire
Strips them of their happiness
Faster than their little minds
Are able to comprehend

On the other side
Exists the adults
Grown and filled with experience
Yet knowing no more
Than the children they look down upon
They know not the meaning of compassion
Nor the meaning of love
Not able to face the consequences
That inevitably come with actions
Condemning these children
And casting them aside
To cross a river of fire
That now separates their worlds

It is the young and ever so sweet
Innocent of all crime
That constantly pay the cost
All comfort and security being lost
Stripped of their rights
As though they did not earn them
Left to contemplate in their minds
What it was that caused these rivers to boil
And take them away from all they knew
But the only answers
To the millions of questions
That fill these tiny heads
Are held within the flames
And the silent screams
Never to be found nor heard
Only to burn for eternity
Epic Myst©

I see you crying child
But I fear I can not help you
I hear you screaming for answers
But I know not what to say
This world has wronged you
Has denied you of your faith
But I sit here helpless
I want to love you
Hold you in my arms
But there is a barrier
Of burning flames
That keeps me
From ever soothing your cries
I see the hurt
That exists within
The way your heart aches
If only there was a way
To stop the ever growing fire
That keeps me from you
I am aware that it offers no comfort
For you to know I can see your despair
But I really do see what is there
You have to understand
That I am not immortal
I can not walk on fire
Nor withstand the elements
Which hold you prisoner
I can only watch you
As you struggle to fight the battle
That wages within your heart
I wish you luck my dear child
In your journey that lays ahead
Just know this
I have faith in you
Epic Myst©

Feeding on the young of heart
Before their innocence can depart
When they're lost and so easily lead
Slowly can their souls be bled

Looming larger than life before their eyes
Blind to the truth beneath the lies
Promised rewards weaken defenses
Appeal masks their protective senses

Pulled ever closer to the pit
Unaware of the danger within it
Greed becomes a hunger that must be fed
Until blank eyes hold the stare of the dead

The battle is over, temptation has won
The fall to damnation has begun
But the war has not ended, a chance remains
To wash your soul of its tarnishing stains

Do not take temptation by the hand
You must be strong and take a stand
Look for guidance within your soul
It shall lead you to your goal
Shadow Whysper©

By the facade of beliefs of a fallen apostle
Lost ones are lured blindly
By a hidden ,appealing deception
The darkest one is disguised
Covered by a mask of a deacon's grin
The stench of sulfur surrounds him
The reaping vendor ,barks
Vending the life of eternal pain
He is perched upon his throne
A throne of ill gotten gains
Carved from the remains of decayed flesh
The bones of holocaust ideology
Placed at the gates of hell
He peddles his debtor's sin
To covenant the innocence of youths fools
With a debauchery of selfish intentions
Using our own selfish greed of sinful additions
He obtains the payment due him
Upon ones demise
Agreed to upon parchment of eternal misery
Parchment made of innocent sheep
Sacrificed, slaughtered to glorify his brimstone realm
Deafen yourself to the bark of a jackal
Deafen yourself to the vendor sell hell.
Holderof©

Through the gates of hell I have many times passed
And by the gate keeper each time was I viciously harassed
He takes a small part of me each time for that's his costly toll
He prods me on because he wants to own me, body and soul
He tempts me so with such immoral acts of lust and sin
Weak of character he knows that I will always give in
I wait in line to sign the contract after giving my pound of flesh
For he wants it signed in my blood while it is still very fresh
Those who find that they have nothing of them self left to give
Are tossed into the abyss, for it is now his life that they live
He wears a painted mask of smiles to give a feeling of good cheer
For his evil glint and cringing smile alone, fills mortal hearts with fear
To children unaware of the cost, to their sweet tooth he appeals
For even the pure of heart around him find they are making deals
To late might it be for me, for he now owns more of me than do I
But you can still repent and avoid hells gate keeper if you but try
Bear1Mage©
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