Release the dogs of war!
Literary beasts, teeth rending,
the fabric of personal realities,
digested too long, spew forth.
Primal vicissitudes evolve,
transformed by perception and time,
unleashed, set forth to feed,
ravenous souls bereft of direction.
Purpose guide my pens blade,
slash life upon the virgin page,
blood stained truth covering,
lies and banality of evil.