Resentment Grows Up

The black widow left alone,
resentment seeded her fruit.
'Redemption time has come',
mediums beginning to shout.

Jealousy born from love,
six billion is the cure.
Pull from sky the fire dove,
rocks of energy under pressure.

First woman needs no reason,
pictures of mirrors are the path.
Loneliness of white winter season,
answers deducted from higher math.

Strange senses of the chosen few,
bring curious feelings of paranoia.
Meanings found without a clue,
knowledge of power in the mania.

Souls enslaved from announcing,
with powers from friendly beast.
No need for action, just sit and listen,
hisses, 'I will take you to the feast.'

Enemy made from enemy causes,
competition of its own powers.
Making believe of sorrow and losses,
spikes of destruction living in flowers.

Beginning with the hateful rumors,
promotes the brands within its case.
Sunken chests of lifeless watchers,
ends the chance for human race.