Human Wraith

Just another poem

History has felt their touch and known
So many are consumed by seeds the've sown
To some an invisible cover of war
To others just another famous hoax
Some say it is only lore
Others say it spreads and grows like oaks
Through the ages many have fought and died
Little did they know who lied
Few will take advantage of their faith
They have been deceived by those they trust
Those few are the true human wraith
Wraiths that cannot control their lust
By this trait you will find them there
In thier place of damnation and despair