Dark Poetry #5 |
Sick Little Human |
LaGraceLa Member
since 2011-01-30
Posts 243Minnesota, USA |
Little red birds Singing in the trees Little girls playing Down on bloody knees. Listen to the laugh, Listen to the joy Listen the the breaking Of silly little toys. Innocence is easy, Keeping it is hard Especially with him Playing along. Don't you know it's not okay, Don't you know it's wrong To take the little girl Who was just wondering along. Sick little human Scream the birds to him. Sick little human To act on every whim. |
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MorningStar Member
since 2009-10-26
Posts 290Pittsburgh, Pa |
This makes me feel anger... Well done. "I'll tell you how the sun rose |
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Fabiani Member
since 2006-05-12
Posts 123Mesa, Az |
Reminiscent of William Blake and the allegory of esoteric enlightment It's time to rethink every fact that is imaginable |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
"Listen the the breaking Of silly little toys." ~This line just haunts, solid image! Your last stanza tears me to pieces. An over'all excellent write. To your subject matter, I hope your words heal anyone going through this; To know life can change and be better than this pain. hugs & kudos poet! ~d "..But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go.." ~Emily Bronte 'The Night is Darkening Around Me' |
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