Poetry

Eye of the Storm

written by: Mike Basile

Tempests swirl around me,
yet I am certain in control.
Anger is growing quietly,
it burns in me like a coal.

Winds fly rampant around me,
yet I will remain anchored here.
Although confusion surrounds me,
my dark intentions remain clear.

To bridge my power from sea to land,
so that I may reap calculated destruction.
You will all come to know me,
let me begin with this introduction.

I am what stills your beating heart,
the fear of God in the flesh.
I am the vanguard of your destruction.
I will lay you all to rest.
I am that from which Death hides,
in fear I will plague his brain.
I am unhindered untamed power,
any attempt to stop me is in vein.

Yet you know me well,
better than you may believe.
You've met me times over,
it is for me that you grieve.

I am the eye of the storm,
that which around all things revolve.
And although my factors may change,
my ideals shall not dissolve.

I use, bend, and manipulate men,
cause them to set the world on fire.
I am the vigilant guardian of change.
I am the one known as Desire.