A bad Poem

Chained Inferno.

Born of Mankind’s dark desires
Born of humanity’s inner fires.
I live forever bound in chain

They claim themselves to be things of reason
Yet to their soul they act in treason
Treating me with such disdain

You starve yourselves of your own zeal
With reason your withered souls conceal
Your denial is the wellspring of your pain

Embrace that which you condescend
From your barren form transcend
And know that I you can not contain.

No longer do you self deceive
Life’s true glory you can now perceive
The Chained Inferno rises once again.