Open Poetry #40 |
Cruel Twist of Fate |
aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
An illness came that had no name And left behind a hollow mind Devoid of care, evil laid bare His family felt the blow Eyes to the soul were empty holes Intent to hide his dark insides His children lost; they paid the cost He did not see them go Those alibis were twisted lies A mad mind crazed stole him away No one could find the man once kind This one they did not know Fear of him died as teardrops dried Victims grow strong and life moves on He died alone, his children grown We reap the seeds we sow. -- Alison |
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Triskaidekaphobia Member
since 2003-02-05
Posts 251In a state of disrepair... |
Really nice flow to this... good work |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Reminds me of the Beatles song..."The Fool On The Hill."...interesting that at about twenty they wrote of fools on the hill, taxmen and of one day being 64, and today Paul is 64...James |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Thank you both. Yep, he kinda was that, James. A |
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