“Chaotic Musings”

Thoughtless conversation.
No hopes of salvation.
Slowly draining souls,
Everything going cold.
Their crown of flames
Worn in total shame.
Vampires keep leaching;
False prophets preaching.
Under a moon of blood,
Forgotten words of love.
Misguided youth of hate
Chaotic world they create.
Protesters in crowded streets;
Monsters under white sheets.
Storms of bullets and tear gas
Turning suburbia into ash.
The world will never return
As more bodies fill up urns.
The veil of calm severed
As hatred now rules forever.