Naked Eye of Deception

I rebuke you, with your uncanny smiles
and impish eyes.
Hands dripping with malevolence,
as your evil motives sink mortals:
oblivious and innocent (laughs)
in ingenuous faces,
with a radiance of magnificence
and a passion for anguish.
Soft cries,
howls of pain,
sultry deliverance of distress,
poor boy souls,
wandering eyes.
Love to no avail
sets a trail of freedom
beyond reach,
salvation, a contemplation
drowning in their minds,
a concept lost with the idea of peace
and freedom no longer rings;
only a dial tone of never ending destitution.
Deprivation out of character
as the script blows in the wind
and life becomes a reminiscence,
built around misconceptions and dreams
unreachable to humanity
as the race continues
with tired, worn, used shoes
fit for the king himself.