Who is your Master

This is a poem I wrote a very long time ago and had posted to on a different site, it hasn`t undergone any work since I wrote it and I am truth be told quite happy with it, it is a short read and I hope you enjoy it.

Wipe away the tears,
What remains are the fears.
Knowledge is the key to success,
Confusion is the door we posses.
When love is no longer around, 
And hatred is the only one found,
Simple questions are left unanswered,
their masters lay slaughtered.
Monsters perched atop their thrones,
Watching the souls they own.

The End

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